To Kill A Mockingbird

Jan 22, 2008 22:46

Tonight was the first read through. We made it almost all the way to Act II. It was strange, really strange. I felt nervous and insecure so of course this would make me read even better. Yah, right. We started off with measurements and I guess I compensate for embarrassment by providing way too much information in a loud, clear voice. The woman that measured my bust line whispered the size...which of course drew attention (according to me) since she'd said everyone's measurements out loud until that point. So I decided to share my bra size to redeem myself and whatever. So after mortification central, we moved into the theater and sat around a table. R talked about what he expects from the play and passed out paperwork which I grabbed and started to organize POST HASTE. Then, ten minutes later, I realize I am the only one. *sheepish grin* I quietly put down my paper and make eye contact, sorta, with the director and try to listen.

So the read through was not as bad as I imagined it. I got out all my lines and I didn't feel like I was acting. He said not to perform but to listen to each other. I was trying to do that but I think I need a bit more instruction on how that is done. But the purpose of the read through is just that, so everyone knows what is going on during the play.

I did note that I am already the queen of conflicts. Ugh! I have a conflict on Saturday and a conflict tomorrow so I can't make it to read through part two. Naturally, I felt like I was letting everyone down so then I plotted to see if I could leave praise team early and dash to the playhouse...yeah! Out of my friggin' mind. I wrote this conflict down at audition and I shouldn't feel like crap for keeping it. People decide to take off to go eat dinner with their hubbies so I can take off to pray and sing without having to run off two seconds before we are done.

Oh and I approached R about the hair thing because he wants me to wear a scarf. Everything I am finding shows that the black women of 1935 did their hair and didn't put it under the scarf if they worked in the house. Scarves were more for field wear and outdoor work. Calpurnia is not a field hand, she is a housekeeper. He threatened to grey my hair every night. I think that is a far better option than Aunt Jemima. I am sorry, not all big and busty black women ran around with head scarves. Just those in the Hollywood interpretations because they couldn't be bothered to research anything.

So I may have a complete grey head look for this play. Interesante!

acting, theater, tkam

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