i'm afraid habits rule my waking life
so i had my first real theatre studio today.
voice/speech sounds like it'll be way cool. we're keeping a journal of observations about our own many voices. the language, mimicry, mockery, how i speak with diferent people, how i sing, the sounds i make, the dialect i use...and then presenting it in a performance of "who am i" vocally. getting to know myself will be interesting to say the least. we talked about words and language and the voice as a tool and the word fuck and the word fuck in different languages and we all shouted fuck a lot and we drew our names sound by sound and i feel like (it may sound lame) it'll just be a great class. he says we'll work toward creating a profound vocal impact on listeners and inspire visceral responses with sounds and find our authentic voice from a real place and explore OUR own personal sounds and its just so abstract and so linear and not abstract at all and i find it all just so damn...inspiring(?).
african dance is indescribable. the facebook group "african dance changed my life" is not an exaggeration. peter bass is the coolest, most alive man i've ever met. i've moved in ways i've never moved. i've sweat more than i have at some wrestling practices and it was, most importantly, fun.
and then directing...
directing sort of made me realize HOW much i love all aspects of theatre. we talked about finding the actions and how to motivate actors without actually telling them what to do but by describing the action, the motivating force behind a physicality that will illuminate the realistic tendencies BEHIND the action that you want them to perform and it just reminds me of a devil inside and my little little experience with directing and maybe i have a knack for that stuff and i just get it.
PHTS is great. i was so tired though when i got home and i gotta be uptown at 9:15 for all school orientation and classes are neat and i'm still enjoying myself and i hope i'll still have time for people. cause everyone's out tonight. and i'm not. because in 8 hours i'll be taking a shower. gross.
sigh. what a place to be.
voice/speech sounds like it'll be way cool. we're keeping a journal of observations about our own many voices. the language, mimicry, mockery, how i speak with diferent people, how i sing, the sounds i make, the dialect i use...and then presenting it in a performance of "who am i" vocally. getting to know myself will be interesting to say the least. we talked about words and language and the voice as a tool and the word fuck and the word fuck in different languages and we all shouted fuck a lot and we drew our names sound by sound and i feel like (it may sound lame) it'll just be a great class. he says we'll work toward creating a profound vocal impact on listeners and inspire visceral responses with sounds and find our authentic voice from a real place and explore OUR own personal sounds and its just so abstract and so linear and not abstract at all and i find it all just so damn...inspiring(?).
african dance is indescribable. the facebook group "african dance changed my life" is not an exaggeration. peter bass is the coolest, most alive man i've ever met. i've moved in ways i've never moved. i've sweat more than i have at some wrestling practices and it was, most importantly, fun.
and then directing...
directing sort of made me realize HOW much i love all aspects of theatre. we talked about finding the actions and how to motivate actors without actually telling them what to do but by describing the action, the motivating force behind a physicality that will illuminate the realistic tendencies BEHIND the action that you want them to perform and it just reminds me of a devil inside and my little little experience with directing and maybe i have a knack for that stuff and i just get it.
PHTS is great. i was so tired though when i got home and i gotta be uptown at 9:15 for all school orientation and classes are neat and i'm still enjoying myself and i hope i'll still have time for people. cause everyone's out tonight. and i'm not. because in 8 hours i'll be taking a shower. gross.
sigh. what a place to be.