First, we find some spare parts...
And spare clothes...
Find a driver,
Finish the car,
And we're almost set.
Add a little sisterly love,
And insanity,
And a little more insanity,
And a little more.
Hair,
Suave,
Expressions,
Preparations,
Lights.
Ready, set, go,
And we have a show!!!
Twas confusing last night, having emerged from the scenes feeling like alot of work was put in only to achieve something so light and untraceable. So much work to create something that feels like hardly any effort was put in at all. I came out confused, but was told it was really good - but I barely felt it.
But actors shouldn't be seeking the luxury of feeling like the audience feels; we were told.
Sometimes it feels like we have to fool ourselves, sometimes it's like we're fooling everyone else. Sometimes we're the fools, thinking there's so much more to it, inspite of having already done the job, the prep, and sometimes we have to be fools, to believe in something so illucive and elusive.
And here we are, having to do it all over again - several more times in fact.
I can't wait.
happiness.
an emotion, an elusive state, a peace, an ideal, a wish, an independence, an experience, a permanence.
independent of status, career, conditions, gifts - but not friends, loved ones, soulmates.
yet...
just this morning there's an article of two sisters who have made 16,000 'friends' online. an extremity? or simply the misguided, brazen quest for acceptance - a happy seeking pill?
yet.
just last night a friend said something subtle but weighted, honest, and a nudge for me to take the right direction in life. i was surprised, concerned, and pleased, for i don't have to hide anymore.
it was also the second time this week someone told me i'm a good man.
i will find myself. i will.
Great opening night.
the space was pretty much filled, thanks to complis, freebies, and excellent marketing, which earned many a walk-in audience.
shall think a little more about my two scenes, tonight being a matter of:
the first (sc. 2) - having audiences cold to comedy
the second (sc. 5) - we (as per Candice's expression) had the audience wrapped in suspense... you could hear a pin drop... and the gasps after.
reserve, preserve! anything to maintain the wonder of the night's scenes.
Many hugs are in order.
