do i take up as much space in your head as you take in mine?
concept: ASL version of next to normal. ASL version of heathers. ASL version of hamilton. ASL version of les mis. ASL version of rent. ASL version of the last 5 years. ASL version of wicked. ASL version of every musical. the Deaf community is able to access musical theatre. there is world peace.
“talk less, smile more”
Lafayette combining ASL with French Sign Language
In “Farmer Refuted” Ham and Seabury go from simply trying to block their audience’s view of each other’s hands to actively slapping each other’s hands down mid-sentence
King George doesn’t deign to sign. He has the ensemble sign for him and gets pissed at how with each reprise there seem to be fewer and fewer ensemble members there to translate.
everybody’s name signs corresponding with their musical leitmotifs
apparently the ASL word for “helpless” can also be used to mean “speechless” in some contexts
during “Helpless,” if you look closely, you can see some of Alex and Angelica’s conversation from “Satisfied” being signed in the background
LOOK AT HOW BEAUTIFUL THE SIGN FOR “WAIT” IS
THE GLORY THAT IS “GUNS AND SHIPS” IN ASL
everyone breaking apart to sign their own parts in “Non-Stop” in a beautiful visual explosion like I am dying just thinking about this
AGGRESSIVE CABINET BATTLE SIGNING
“The Room Where It Happens” being all about being shut out of conversations and decisions, there’s some new subtext to “hold your nose and close your eyes” because you can’t sign while holding your nose and you can’t watch others sign while closing your eyes
Phillip not being able to complete the “sept huit neuf” with Eliza because his hands are going limp as he dies and Eliza actually screaming
Burr’s signing in “Your Obedient Servant” getting more and more angry along with his writing, the syntax of which also changes until “Weehawken. Dawn. Guns. Drawn.” matches up exactly with Burr signing the words–he’s sick and tired of translating every thought into perfect English, he’s tired of signing less and smiling more, he is 100% done with this shit
during Ham’s final “I imagine death so much it feels more like a memory,” it’s not just the music that drops out, it’s the English translation. that’s right, y’all, HAMILTON’S FINAL MONOLOGUE IS ONLY IN ASL
at the end of it, he sets down his pistol prop and makes the ASL sign for “gun” AND RAISES THAT SIGN INTO THE AIR
WHEN ALEXANDER AIMS AT THE SKY, BURR IS STILL HOLDING HIS PISTOL, SO HE CAN’T SIGN HIS “WAIT”–HE HAS TO SCREAM IT WHILE THE ENSEMBLE SIGNS FOR HIM
for all the emphasis put on “who tells your story” and “being a part of/erasing myself from/putting myself back in the narrative,” there isn’t much explicit mention of speech and I think that’s beautiful
I have way too many feelings about this fictional production okay
“see you in court sweaty:)” - an improv song by thomas sanders, ben j pierce and john cozart
aaaaagh this has been sitting in my computer for way too long bc ive got exams to study for but this is the work in progress sketch of my spring drawakening thing im so excited to completely ruin my hand painting this
This is very soothing, but at the same time very freaky. No wonder they used it the way they did in the movie.
what relationships should NOT be:
filled with anxiety, self-doubts, extreme jealousy
a one-way thing
never stepping out of your comfort zone
blantantly forces you to do something you don’t want to do
hostile atmosphere is ever-present
lack of autonomy
uncomfortable, stagnant, undermining, empty
forgetting that you have a life outside of your relationship
make you feel limited, inferior, confined, always exhausted, insufficient
compromise your mental health and growth
what relationships should be:
promotes your welfare
filled with trust, honesty, and a stable communication
freedom to choose and speak
mental health is considered a priority
two-way thing
a safe, supportive space for both of you
empowers and fulfils you
might be filled with both the good stuff and sometimes bad stuff
^ but only because it helps you grow
a constant journey of self-discovery