Dressing the Dead

For Arsenic, that is. On Monday I got to make a dummy, who plays two distinct dead bodies. The official stage manager and I have to switch his costume in about half a page of dialogue, actually. It's strange that the only quick-change in our show belongs to a corpse.

He was made by putting a fat suit and blankets into a pair of coveralls, then pinning a wig-head to the top. Surprisingly simple, honestly. I'm enjoying the job very much. We open in a little more than a week (next thursday), and as we approach that deadline, the pace increases, which suits me fine.