obesession, not just a CK fragrance
So, I realized that obsessing over thinning hair is styoopid.
In other news: I'm alive and well. No more pink eye. No more flu. On a short break from classes. Monday we start Melodrama. This means complete emotional committment to the work.
I had never been of the school that one must BE the character. I always thought the point of acting is to convince the viewer that you are the character. If that takes belief that one IS the character, then well and good. Here they say that belief is everything.
And then! Ok. So the mfa class had to present a song, which we did, and their praise was understated and hidden as always. They told us our character work was terrible, basically - but it was still incubating. We hadn't really started that phase yet, because until then we had been working on music. I wonder if our rehearsals would have been more what they were interested in seeing. The 8 of us fighting, arguing, quitting, joking, laughing, finding horrible and wonderful music.
I feel great about how we played. That we have enough good things for our instructors to really tear into us makes me ... well, not happy per se - but it provokes me towards better work.
Soon - melodrama. For a class which has very little drama, this should be interesting.
In other news: I'm alive and well. No more pink eye. No more flu. On a short break from classes. Monday we start Melodrama. This means complete emotional committment to the work.
I had never been of the school that one must BE the character. I always thought the point of acting is to convince the viewer that you are the character. If that takes belief that one IS the character, then well and good. Here they say that belief is everything.
And then! Ok. So the mfa class had to present a song, which we did, and their praise was understated and hidden as always. They told us our character work was terrible, basically - but it was still incubating. We hadn't really started that phase yet, because until then we had been working on music. I wonder if our rehearsals would have been more what they were interested in seeing. The 8 of us fighting, arguing, quitting, joking, laughing, finding horrible and wonderful music.
I feel great about how we played. That we have enough good things for our instructors to really tear into us makes me ... well, not happy per se - but it provokes me towards better work.
Soon - melodrama. For a class which has very little drama, this should be interesting.