I fly out this Friday to the shoot location. I'm still in shock I got it all done in such a short amount of time. I might actually try to knock out a few more things between now and when I leave. I'll be shipping/overnighting a few boxes on Tuesday. Everything else will be packed up and flying with me, baggage fees be damned. Dear Gods don't let them lose any of my bags.
I sent the first images of the costumes to the production manager and the prop master and got nothing but praise. I'm so relieved, truly. Silly isn't it?
I do this every time. I get a project and am all full of confidence and control, then just before I actually finish things/send images/hand them over to the client I suddenly get gripped with panic. I start to doubt my skills and become flat out paranoid. What if they don't like them? What if my work doesn't live up to their standards? What if they hate what I've done? What if I misunderstood what they wanted? I fret and worry and "what if" myself into a frenzy. I never truly relax till the job if over and done with. In this case that could be a really long time. If they like what I've done I could be asked to continue on with other projects they have lined up. I'm excited and terrified. This could be the biggest and longest running job I have ever gotten myself into.
Wish me luck.
