"Can we make out and pretend it’s all there?"
Work is surprisingly okay lately. Have been Fringe-ing nights, which is neat. Kevin and Ryan's show is cute -- not as good as what Kevin and John did last year, but it's looking like John's a pretty good playwright. So Three Days in Hell had lots of nostalgia factor. Also, the guy who played Satan looked familiar and is apparently a Madison grad. If he graduated with Kevin, I'm delusional and don't know him, but if he graduated this year I might. Will have to ask around.
Today was Forks! I was iffy about this one, but it was actually very well done. A film/dance/theatre fusion, including one scene done like a silent film, with the actors being melodramatic up front and old school style captions projected on the screen behind them. It was just very funny and genuine and creative, the sort of thing a Fringe show ought to be.
At one point, one of the women was talking about writing, and she said something that sticks in my head. Something about "your body begging you to do something exciting." I have that feeling all the time. I'm not in the least athletic, but I am physical. It's part of why I love acting -- after a point I am completely inside my body in a way I am not in daily life. It's why I love swimming. It's why I love being dressed nicely, in a way that makes me pleased with my body. It's why I'm obsessed with sensation in general. No doubt it's also why I love physical contact with other people. Things that remind me of the physical, things that put my mind inside my body and make it a part of the whole. So, I don't know. I don't even think that's exactly what she was referring to, but it's what I keep thinking about. When you are slipping into a stagnant sort of routine, you can feel it in every bit of your body. So then you have to find something to stuff your mind or your soul or whatever it is that makes you you back inside of it. And then you do and it's amazing. I love that feeling.
The promised musicspam is coming eventually, I promise. I just need to do it when I'm semi-coherent.
Today was Forks! I was iffy about this one, but it was actually very well done. A film/dance/theatre fusion, including one scene done like a silent film, with the actors being melodramatic up front and old school style captions projected on the screen behind them. It was just very funny and genuine and creative, the sort of thing a Fringe show ought to be.
At one point, one of the women was talking about writing, and she said something that sticks in my head. Something about "your body begging you to do something exciting." I have that feeling all the time. I'm not in the least athletic, but I am physical. It's part of why I love acting -- after a point I am completely inside my body in a way I am not in daily life. It's why I love swimming. It's why I love being dressed nicely, in a way that makes me pleased with my body. It's why I'm obsessed with sensation in general. No doubt it's also why I love physical contact with other people. Things that remind me of the physical, things that put my mind inside my body and make it a part of the whole. So, I don't know. I don't even think that's exactly what she was referring to, but it's what I keep thinking about. When you are slipping into a stagnant sort of routine, you can feel it in every bit of your body. So then you have to find something to stuff your mind or your soul or whatever it is that makes you you back inside of it. And then you do and it's amazing. I love that feeling.
The promised musicspam is coming eventually, I promise. I just need to do it when I'm semi-coherent.