Dec 15, 2009 08:51
I had a very vivid dream last night that was a form of "Director's Nightmare" from back in my theatre days.
In the dream I was directing a play comprised of four actors (whom I knew in College), and it was the middle of our preview dress rehearsal. The play was abysmal, and the acting was wooden and the actors were getting heckled by the audience (which were other actors in the other plays in the "festival"). I kept trying to give my actors coaching and direction, but was always overshadowed by the hecklers behind me. The dream, as dreams do, kept evolving and little details were constantly changing. One minute, I turned around to silence the hecklers and they were seated in an audience setting, and the next time I turned around to silence them they were sitting in university style desk/chairs. And so on and so forth...
I was never really insulted by the jeers in the dream, just frustrated that the play wasn't going right--and I was so full of ideas and inspirations to make it better--but my actors couldn't do what I asked them to do.
I woke realizing what a strong and powerful metaphor the dream was for my current job. And how badly I need out. Soon.