Life & stuff: NYC
Apparently things I need in a place I live, or hang around for a while:
a) anywhere to develop, be it a place to study or work. No, actually, the school I came here for is bad. Like, really bad. I see coming to an acting studio in New York as being caught in a fishing pond. You can either end up in a nice spacious aquarium, or on a frying pan. TVI is a fucking frying pan. For now, I try to take what I can and do things on the side: my awesome winter sessions of Meisner Technique and Shakespeare (god, that teacher? She's a slasher, an anglophile, a nerd and a genius, rolled in one) are almost over, and by the end of the week I'll sign in for something else. Saldy though, I need to take classes for TVI, not to fuck up my visa status, so some of the things I really want to do, I can't. There's also dancing and singing, and Shakespeare/physical theatre workshop, that will eventually become a stage production of Romeo and Juliet. Life's still a bit too relaxed for my taste, and I get to be lazy and sleep ridiculous amount of time - up to 8 hours! - but... oh, fine. What can I do, right? Can't blame anyone else for my being gullible.
b) favorite bars/clubs. Okay, somehow I don't really club in New York... I think I'll do it more in April. But the bars and music clubs are amazing. The one thing I'm definitely gonna miss about the city.
c) a performance venue to obsess over. Not only is it - Sleep No More, that is - amazing, beautiful and interactive (see previous entry), but it's such a fine illusion of reality, with an exception that nothing of it is actually real. No guilt. No consequences. Lots of stalking. It also interlinks with b) here, because there's a very cool live music lounge called Manderley Bar (I know, right? The irony and all) at the same venue, and one can come there after the show, just to chill out and watch the bands. I. Love. It. There. So. Much. My. Brain. Burns. Out.
(Emma, you've got to come with me and see it, and love it, and agree that this place is perfection)
d) people who tolerate my madness. New York has them.
I'm already in a middle of my stay here... Thank God, I guess? I don't know, this city is awesome and lovely, but I'm afraid it's just not for me. I don't know why. I honestly have nothing to complain about. The level of live is good. The food is good (too good, damn it!), something interesting's going on constantly and you can actually scare a crazy stalker off by mentioning the police. The industry, acting industry, scares the living shit out of me, to be honest, and makes me feel somehow dirty.
Still, despite failing several of my auditions for London, I've still got my East15 offer, and RADA's Summer School one. So, I'm enrolling to both of them, and starting to search for apartment and do paper work for visa. Then there'll be a year in course of which I'll get to decide if I'm just chasing imaginary butterflies here, of if I have a chance to actually pay my bills by being on stage.
I so don't wanna think about it right now.
Right now I'm gonna drink my coconut water and daydream about London, and lovely bright future, and lovely over-addictive show, and the bright and perfect future. Okay? Okay.
a) anywhere to develop, be it a place to study or work. No, actually, the school I came here for is bad. Like, really bad. I see coming to an acting studio in New York as being caught in a fishing pond. You can either end up in a nice spacious aquarium, or on a frying pan. TVI is a fucking frying pan. For now, I try to take what I can and do things on the side: my awesome winter sessions of Meisner Technique and Shakespeare (god, that teacher? She's a slasher, an anglophile, a nerd and a genius, rolled in one) are almost over, and by the end of the week I'll sign in for something else. Saldy though, I need to take classes for TVI, not to fuck up my visa status, so some of the things I really want to do, I can't. There's also dancing and singing, and Shakespeare/physical theatre workshop, that will eventually become a stage production of Romeo and Juliet. Life's still a bit too relaxed for my taste, and I get to be lazy and sleep ridiculous amount of time - up to 8 hours! - but... oh, fine. What can I do, right? Can't blame anyone else for my being gullible.
b) favorite bars/clubs. Okay, somehow I don't really club in New York... I think I'll do it more in April. But the bars and music clubs are amazing. The one thing I'm definitely gonna miss about the city.
c) a performance venue to obsess over. Not only is it - Sleep No More, that is - amazing, beautiful and interactive (see previous entry), but it's such a fine illusion of reality, with an exception that nothing of it is actually real. No guilt. No consequences. Lots of stalking. It also interlinks with b) here, because there's a very cool live music lounge called Manderley Bar (I know, right? The irony and all) at the same venue, and one can come there after the show, just to chill out and watch the bands. I. Love. It. There. So. Much. My. Brain. Burns. Out.
(Emma, you've got to come with me and see it, and love it, and agree that this place is perfection)
d) people who tolerate my madness. New York has them.
I'm already in a middle of my stay here... Thank God, I guess? I don't know, this city is awesome and lovely, but I'm afraid it's just not for me. I don't know why. I honestly have nothing to complain about. The level of live is good. The food is good (too good, damn it!), something interesting's going on constantly and you can actually scare a crazy stalker off by mentioning the police. The industry, acting industry, scares the living shit out of me, to be honest, and makes me feel somehow dirty.
Still, despite failing several of my auditions for London, I've still got my East15 offer, and RADA's Summer School one. So, I'm enrolling to both of them, and starting to search for apartment and do paper work for visa. Then there'll be a year in course of which I'll get to decide if I'm just chasing imaginary butterflies here, of if I have a chance to actually pay my bills by being on stage.
I so don't wanna think about it right now.
Right now I'm gonna drink my coconut water and daydream about London, and lovely bright future, and lovely over-addictive show, and the bright and perfect future. Okay? Okay.