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rmNot much time and a bad keyboard. Will you all promise to shake me senseless if I return to NYC wanting to be a director? I have much more to say about this and why actors think like this and so forth, but I'm just saying.
Anyway, my scene rocks. And it's physical and messy and organic and intense and genuine. I really feel (despite having lots of insecurity attacks today) like I've become as formidble onstage as I am about my acting offstage. And we know what that's like.
I was talking about something or other today and someone asked me if I had a personal life. "This is my personal life," I said. "So no?" They replied. "No. Yes. This is my personal life. I don't have one the way you mean, but I've just as much and just a different sort of self-doubt."
I'm performing my scene twice tomorrow in two different spaces, then going to the final dress of Three Furies. Next week I'm seeing another Sewell play, going to The Eternity Man and some museums as well. Performing a scene from Closer a week from tomorrow as well, and I'll be doing on-camera work all next week.
Money money money is on its way to me on top of it all, and I feel worthy of being here finally, and bold. Madness is afoot.
I also had one really terrible day in voice, but that I only had one is fairly impressive considering my issues. Today we did hip-hop in movement, and then my scene partner and I sat around and had this bizarre conversation that eventually wound up with him acting out all the parts in a Bollywood Macbeth. It was brilliant because there was _nothing_ NOTHING I could say to make it funnier, more on point or more inappropriate. It was just so self-contained in its pure evilness, it was delightful.
A few days ago amongst me and some people in the studio:
girl1: "You know the Emu and the Kangaroo are on our coat of arms because they can't walk backwards."
me: "I knew there was a reason I came to your country."
boy1: "Because the animals on our coat of arms are stupid?"
girl1: "Or because we eat them?"
Anyway, my scene rocks. And it's physical and messy and organic and intense and genuine. I really feel (despite having lots of insecurity attacks today) like I've become as formidble onstage as I am about my acting offstage. And we know what that's like.
I was talking about something or other today and someone asked me if I had a personal life. "This is my personal life," I said. "So no?" They replied. "No. Yes. This is my personal life. I don't have one the way you mean, but I've just as much and just a different sort of self-doubt."
I'm performing my scene twice tomorrow in two different spaces, then going to the final dress of Three Furies. Next week I'm seeing another Sewell play, going to The Eternity Man and some museums as well. Performing a scene from Closer a week from tomorrow as well, and I'll be doing on-camera work all next week.
Money money money is on its way to me on top of it all, and I feel worthy of being here finally, and bold. Madness is afoot.
I also had one really terrible day in voice, but that I only had one is fairly impressive considering my issues. Today we did hip-hop in movement, and then my scene partner and I sat around and had this bizarre conversation that eventually wound up with him acting out all the parts in a Bollywood Macbeth. It was brilliant because there was _nothing_ NOTHING I could say to make it funnier, more on point or more inappropriate. It was just so self-contained in its pure evilness, it was delightful.
A few days ago amongst me and some people in the studio:
girl1: "You know the Emu and the Kangaroo are on our coat of arms because they can't walk backwards."
me: "I knew there was a reason I came to your country."
boy1: "Because the animals on our coat of arms are stupid?"
girl1: "Or because we eat them?"
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Date: 2005-01-13 04:37 pm (UTC)Ha!! I promise no such thing.
Funny, funny country. Reading about all this has been so .. . .I dunno. I wish I was there.
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Date: 2005-01-13 09:47 pm (UTC)It's also weird benig in such a profoundly Asian nation (from food to clothes to William Gibson-esque electronic advertisements everywhere) filled with white people.