Wednesday I was at Broadway Our Way's theater, painting giant circles on a curved wall, using the old trick of chalk tied on a string taped to the wall: pivot that chalk and - voila! - perfect(ish) circle. I pogo-ed up and down with the lift to reach the tops of the circles. Painting them took time as did setting locations for hanging a few more cut-out versions, which meant sitting way back in the auditorium shouting, "Six inches toward centerstage!" to the poor guy then in the lift, as he tied knots.
Yesterday my Apprentice came over. We looked over his latest project and upholstered a bench seat for Marvin's Room and traced out flamingos on bright pink felt. (I love the weird jobs theater hands out.) We also made an emergency bead-curtain-run. After Broadway's TD searched much of town, the beads came from a funny Mom-n-Pop dollar store near me. I had to take what they had in stock, rather than my first choice color, but we'll spray paint 'em, so that's okay.
flamingo image by Audubon, public domain I believe