So Long, Mrs Markham
You know, strange as it is, I really do kinda hate the closing of a show at the Cider Mill. I'm glad it's over because that means the work is over, I have some cash, and I don't have to run myself ragged for a few weeks (what great timing, too: I've got an exam in Personality this week!), but at the same time, I'm a little sad because that also means I won't be able to come in every evening and get paid for doing something I really like doing. Even if it is just waitering, I really love hanging out with everyone there, feeling like a part of something instead of an outsider, and interacting with people who I can really kind of relate too... and who don't think it's going out of their way to relate to me.
But here I am, Move Over Mrs. Markham has closed, the set is down, and the theatre is stripped until March 9th when I come in to put it back together again... and then, even that very hard and tedious work (that I do all by myself I may add =P) has a tingling sense of excitement as it all begins again. The next show is Our Town and I'm really looking forward to seeing it, even though I didnt get a part myself.
Yeah, I dont think I mentioned that. The Tuesday before last, February 7th, I had my first professional audition at the Cider Mill Playhouse for the part of George in Our Town. I obviously didn't get it, and I know why at this point as well; cause come on, if now isn't the time to learn from your mistakes, then there is never a good time. The problem was I was playing feeling, not action. No way to seem more off onstage than playing feeling. To the audience, it either needs to be perfect or it will come off as slightly not right. And once that happens, no more believability. So I've got more to learn, and more to practice. It was a good learning experience.
Wow, this is the shortest post I've left in a while. Go figure. People, if they read this, should get in touch with me this week and keep me from studying too much. I won't mind!
But here I am, Move Over Mrs. Markham has closed, the set is down, and the theatre is stripped until March 9th when I come in to put it back together again... and then, even that very hard and tedious work (that I do all by myself I may add =P) has a tingling sense of excitement as it all begins again. The next show is Our Town and I'm really looking forward to seeing it, even though I didnt get a part myself.
Yeah, I dont think I mentioned that. The Tuesday before last, February 7th, I had my first professional audition at the Cider Mill Playhouse for the part of George in Our Town. I obviously didn't get it, and I know why at this point as well; cause come on, if now isn't the time to learn from your mistakes, then there is never a good time. The problem was I was playing feeling, not action. No way to seem more off onstage than playing feeling. To the audience, it either needs to be perfect or it will come off as slightly not right. And once that happens, no more believability. So I've got more to learn, and more to practice. It was a good learning experience.
Wow, this is the shortest post I've left in a while. Go figure. People, if they read this, should get in touch with me this week and keep me from studying too much. I won't mind!