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Jan. 3rd, 2005
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Jan. 3rd, 2005 08:21 pmSo, I just finished my first full day at NIDA. It's very, very overwhleming for me, and hopefully as I get used to the environment, I'll calm down and manage to get my brain on if not one track, then at least less than five.
Today we just did imrpov work, tomorrow will be looking at some Shakespeare, doing more improv and having voice and movement classes. There are three studio groups of twelve, so we're getting incredibly detailed attention and the students include a guy who has auditioned and failed to get into NIDA twice (not hard to do, since they take 25 out of something like 8,000), a voiceover professional from Germany, an 18-year-old from LA who thought I was 18 too, a Japanese actress who learned English just to attend NIDA and a woman who is a B-list celebrity in Singapore (which is to say all of the hassle of fame and few of the benefits). It's an extraordinary mix of people and skills, but it all manages to reach a consistent if psychotically diverse level. Some of the improvs done today ranged from profoundly (and quite randomly) moving to hysterical. The Japanese woman is tiny and her English is barely there, but she can look quietly sad like no one I have ever seen.
Afterwards went to the NIDA BBQ and then had a devil of a time getting home because today is a public holiday and my bus was no longer running. In fact tonight's social activities will probably be confined to Newtown for that reason -- much to my frustration -- I'm ready to have a nightlife here, as much as I am afraid of it.
Today I am very very sunburnt (and I've not even been in the water yet or to the beach) and covered in bug bites on my ankles and the backs of my hands. I do it for the love. *snerk* *snerk*
I'm looking into all sorts of things to do during Sydney Festival and so forth and am realizing I'm going to have an evil about of work to do this weekend in all probability.
Finally, I'm not really keeping up on LJ, although I am vaguely trying. I've seen a few posts I feel I should respond to, but may not be able to until I get back to the States. If there's something I need to see, your best bet is to email and point me to it.
BTW, Australians have more ways to spell the last name pronounced "pierce" than is strictly reasonable (Pearce, Pearse, Pierse, Pierce, Peerse, Peerce, etc etc etc -- one of my instructors is a Pierse and that was a spelling that sort of surprised me so it all became really interesting for about five minutes).
Might go to Popcorn Taxi on Sunday if I can work it into my schedule, Phillip Glass being interviewed by the guy who did the score for Master and Commander. Geek geek geek geek. Also FlickerFest has finally gotten off their asses, just in a way that's completely convoluted for me, but still, I need to make that happen as well. I'm here for an adventure dammit, and really, other than the luggage, I've not even begun.
Today we just did imrpov work, tomorrow will be looking at some Shakespeare, doing more improv and having voice and movement classes. There are three studio groups of twelve, so we're getting incredibly detailed attention and the students include a guy who has auditioned and failed to get into NIDA twice (not hard to do, since they take 25 out of something like 8,000), a voiceover professional from Germany, an 18-year-old from LA who thought I was 18 too, a Japanese actress who learned English just to attend NIDA and a woman who is a B-list celebrity in Singapore (which is to say all of the hassle of fame and few of the benefits). It's an extraordinary mix of people and skills, but it all manages to reach a consistent if psychotically diverse level. Some of the improvs done today ranged from profoundly (and quite randomly) moving to hysterical. The Japanese woman is tiny and her English is barely there, but she can look quietly sad like no one I have ever seen.
Afterwards went to the NIDA BBQ and then had a devil of a time getting home because today is a public holiday and my bus was no longer running. In fact tonight's social activities will probably be confined to Newtown for that reason -- much to my frustration -- I'm ready to have a nightlife here, as much as I am afraid of it.
Today I am very very sunburnt (and I've not even been in the water yet or to the beach) and covered in bug bites on my ankles and the backs of my hands. I do it for the love. *snerk* *snerk*
I'm looking into all sorts of things to do during Sydney Festival and so forth and am realizing I'm going to have an evil about of work to do this weekend in all probability.
Finally, I'm not really keeping up on LJ, although I am vaguely trying. I've seen a few posts I feel I should respond to, but may not be able to until I get back to the States. If there's something I need to see, your best bet is to email and point me to it.
BTW, Australians have more ways to spell the last name pronounced "pierce" than is strictly reasonable (Pearce, Pearse, Pierse, Pierce, Peerse, Peerce, etc etc etc -- one of my instructors is a Pierse and that was a spelling that sort of surprised me so it all became really interesting for about five minutes).
Might go to Popcorn Taxi on Sunday if I can work it into my schedule, Phillip Glass being interviewed by the guy who did the score for Master and Commander. Geek geek geek geek. Also FlickerFest has finally gotten off their asses, just in a way that's completely convoluted for me, but still, I need to make that happen as well. I'm here for an adventure dammit, and really, other than the luggage, I've not even begun.