I have always been good at taking things apart (or just smashing them, on purpose or not), but it was only recently (as in my college experience)  that I realized that I could in fact make things as well as break them.  I find making things to be, on the whole, quite pleasurable.  Especially when the “thing” I am helping to make is spectacularly designed set that I will act on.

I came in to my first day at the shop ready to do work and to try not to accidentally destroy any crucial parts.  To my surprise, not only was building and painting fun, but I was actually helpful, and it was so cool.

Perhaps the most fun I had building the set occurred on the third Saturday I came in to help.  There were only three of us, Jamie, Sonya, and myself, and we began putting up the doors in Vanya’s room.  We easily could have used more people, and the work was hard and long, but it was oddly satisfying, especially when we stepped back and looked at the increasingly polished final product.

I don’t know why I haven’t assisted past sets in their construction.  It seems so obvious now.  I have never felt such a deep connection to a set before.  Yes, this is partially because the design was particularly AWESOME, but it was also because I helped make it.  I’m going to miss that set.