Fans are complicated....needing to know the sign-language equivalents of all those gestures? I feel like a lot of that jazz won't read to a modern audience, and it seems divorced from natural intuitive suggestion. Like the fact that "yes" and "no" are the right and left cheeks. Opposite meanings, nearly identical gesture. I can imagine more communicative ways to say yes and no with a fan/body language/facial expression. I never dreamed there was such a formalized system of fan holding and moving.
Enjoying playing like America's Next Top Models. I imagine Celimene as a fierce Tyra diva posing her way through a talk show. Totally channeled Mr. Jay during our "photo shoot."
I have a lot of text to memorize, and it's going to be hard to meet as a big group. Just realized today that there are only 4 MORE P-STYLES CLASSES!!!! Noooooos! Sadness.
Bueller is an awesome subject to be studying. I have a few story options, but I never wrote them down word for word. I can improvise, but I would like a longer option...not a whole lot of text, because most of them are filled in with reactions from other people....I hope we do interact because I think people are usually in this context, not telling a story uninterrupted, and I think I have a good Bueller down in conversation.
annnnnnd IMPROV FESTIVAL this weekend!!!
All you folks - you should try one of the workshops from 3-6pm on Saturday. It's free and going to be awesome. "Beginning Improvisation" w/ Rick Horner from PHIT will be low-pressure and lots of fun. Let me know if you want to try it!
Love love love
H
Monday, April 13, 2009
Tuesday, April 7, 2009
WoogedywoogedywoogedyEEEEUUUUHHHHHHHHwoogedywoogedyEEEUUUGHHHH!
I LOVE PLAYING GAMES.
I LOVE LAUGHING AND COMPETING AND BEING REALLY FUCKING INTO IT.
I LOVE FOCUS.
I LOVE GROUP MIND.
I LOVE SPRINGTIME.
I LOVE IMPROV.
I LOVE MY FRIENDS.
I really appreciate Kashi getting us all to play today - it was just what the class needed, I think. To laugh and go after objectives and get into "the game," rather than jumping into scenework.
And Kashi's going to the Bistro with us on Thursday! Lunch-Date!
I LOVE LAUGHING AND COMPETING AND BEING REALLY FUCKING INTO IT.
I LOVE FOCUS.
I LOVE GROUP MIND.
I LOVE SPRINGTIME.
I LOVE IMPROV.
I LOVE MY FRIENDS.
I really appreciate Kashi getting us all to play today - it was just what the class needed, I think. To laugh and go after objectives and get into "the game," rather than jumping into scenework.
And Kashi's going to the Bistro with us on Thursday! Lunch-Date!
Monday, April 6, 2009
Sunday, April 5, 2009
What Now?
So R&G is over.
Over.
I left Tim's last night feeling kind of shitty...I am terrible at focusing on the many many positives abounding everywhere, and instead I harbor that little nugget of regret in the pit of my stomache - why didn't my aunt, my friend, my BEST friend come see the show? Why don't I feel happier? Will I still see/hang out with/feel consequential in the lives of all those people now that it's over?
I think I have post-partum.
Mostly I feel like summer vacation is ending...or rather, I had a project in front of me for over a year in which I knew the challenges and had clear goals - even if I wasn't sure WHAT they were all the time, I knew what they would feel like when we met them - and now I'm left alone with my own private future beckoning for attention. I could ignore ME when I was working on R&G, but now - what do I need? Where am I going? Suddenly I'm possessed by the real-world-terrors, and I literally spent the morning looking up grad school programs/thinking about what I'm doing with my life. To MFA, not to MFA. And which MFA? PhD? Auditioning? Writing? Starting my own group? Improv? Day jobs? (this blog -> http://theatreideas.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-last-word-on-mfa-programsfor-now.html was really interesting)
So clearly I'm incapable of just relaxing and enjoying my recent success. Luxuriating in the compliments, basking in the glory and pride in my cast, and taking a break. .... .... .... I'm bored.
On to Moliere...and the two big scenes and one extra part I picked out for myself. Good lord, that's a lot of yellow highlighter. I feel greedy - I didn't realize how much I was getting into. But rhyming fun and wonderful corsetted whimsy away!
Over.
I left Tim's last night feeling kind of shitty...I am terrible at focusing on the many many positives abounding everywhere, and instead I harbor that little nugget of regret in the pit of my stomache - why didn't my aunt, my friend, my BEST friend come see the show? Why don't I feel happier? Will I still see/hang out with/feel consequential in the lives of all those people now that it's over?
I think I have post-partum.
Mostly I feel like summer vacation is ending...or rather, I had a project in front of me for over a year in which I knew the challenges and had clear goals - even if I wasn't sure WHAT they were all the time, I knew what they would feel like when we met them - and now I'm left alone with my own private future beckoning for attention. I could ignore ME when I was working on R&G, but now - what do I need? Where am I going? Suddenly I'm possessed by the real-world-terrors, and I literally spent the morning looking up grad school programs/thinking about what I'm doing with my life. To MFA, not to MFA. And which MFA? PhD? Auditioning? Writing? Starting my own group? Improv? Day jobs? (this blog -> http://theatreideas.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-last-word-on-mfa-programsfor-now.html was really interesting)
So clearly I'm incapable of just relaxing and enjoying my recent success. Luxuriating in the compliments, basking in the glory and pride in my cast, and taking a break. .... .... .... I'm bored.
On to Moliere...and the two big scenes and one extra part I picked out for myself. Good lord, that's a lot of yellow highlighter. I feel greedy - I didn't realize how much I was getting into. But rhyming fun and wonderful corsetted whimsy away!
Wednesday, April 1, 2009
And So Adieu
Shakespeare, farewell!
I love working in the world of Shakespeare. I feel just filled up with language and action and poetry and power whenever I dig into his words. I felt very challenged by Rosalind, a challenge I hope to attempt again and continue to work on...I haven't quite cracked that nut, if such a thing is possible. I loved seeing everyone so playful, I thrive on play - and yet, I often find myself so serious! I say to my serious brain, "oh, stop it you!" and then I blow raspberries. I want to learn more clowning and foolery....(I'm hoping to take the month-long intensive at Shakespeare & Co. this winter.)
R&G opened to (as I hear) rave reviews. I am filled with pride and satisfaction. The semi-formal rocked my world. I'm getting things organized for the improv festival. Signed up today for the next work period in the ticket office - had taken time off for the show but now can get back to making some money (a good thing too, since I'm totally broke). As of today it's two months exactly until Tom and I move into our new apartment - giddy schoolgirl giggles commencing. Starting to register for the fall's classes. Starting to think about Josie Hogan...read Long Day's Journey last night. So many things on the horizon....and it's a good thing, or I would be terribly depressed about R&G ending. I had the time of my life during this whole experience, from its conception to its culmination in a few days. It's hard to believe it's been occupying a sizable chunk of my brain for over a year. And soon it will all be photographs and memories.
Someone pour me a whiskey sour (which I'm told is a dead person's drink, thank you Bill c/o Bess) so I can recount "the old days."
I love working in the world of Shakespeare. I feel just filled up with language and action and poetry and power whenever I dig into his words. I felt very challenged by Rosalind, a challenge I hope to attempt again and continue to work on...I haven't quite cracked that nut, if such a thing is possible. I loved seeing everyone so playful, I thrive on play - and yet, I often find myself so serious! I say to my serious brain, "oh, stop it you!" and then I blow raspberries. I want to learn more clowning and foolery....(I'm hoping to take the month-long intensive at Shakespeare & Co. this winter.)
R&G opened to (as I hear) rave reviews. I am filled with pride and satisfaction. The semi-formal rocked my world. I'm getting things organized for the improv festival. Signed up today for the next work period in the ticket office - had taken time off for the show but now can get back to making some money (a good thing too, since I'm totally broke). As of today it's two months exactly until Tom and I move into our new apartment - giddy schoolgirl giggles commencing. Starting to register for the fall's classes. Starting to think about Josie Hogan...read Long Day's Journey last night. So many things on the horizon....and it's a good thing, or I would be terribly depressed about R&G ending. I had the time of my life during this whole experience, from its conception to its culmination in a few days. It's hard to believe it's been occupying a sizable chunk of my brain for over a year. And soon it will all be photographs and memories.
Someone pour me a whiskey sour (which I'm told is a dead person's drink, thank you Bill c/o Bess) so I can recount "the old days."
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