I've discovered today that Director has trouble summarizing and doesn't believe in using complete sentences. That would take way too much time. He speaks of minutia not concept. For example:
Below. Sketches. No color. Women. Men. Sex. Nudity. Cross-dressing. Unfinished. First stab. Not quite right. 1920s.
I worked for a few days on these sketches, but at times it seems as though Director would rather someone with a dictaphone and no creative aspirations.
The drawings took some scrutiny, but I did manage to salvage some of my creative ideas.
Although this gig is constantly degrading, I am excited about designing Cabaret. Casting was dictated to me today as a recorded. And once the stock is cleaned and sorted, it is actually quite extensive. I found some perfect straight-silhouette fur coats, wide-leg mens pants, derbies, and bobbed wigs. I gave my assistants a patterning lesson the other day, so hopefully they can apply it to some of the designs. Aside from a few key custom-builds, I'm anticipating extensive trim application and alterations.