This week we begin rehearsals in earnest for Richie, Little Green Pig’s all-female version of Shakespeare’s Richard II. I want to get everything I can out of this experience, and I want the people involved to get the most out of me, so I thought it might be helpful to set down some intentions for… Continue reading How I want to be as an actor
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31 questions and then some…
I love questions. In particular, I love making lists of questions. Perhaps that's because life seems like a series of questions strung together over time [What are we doing? Where are my keys? What's next? Why did I say that? Who cares? etc.] Making lists of questions feels really empowering to me. I guess that's… Continue reading 31 questions and then some…
My heart is haunted: silent, spoken, sung
I’ve been haunted by a story all week. The story sits in the room with me, trails behind me as I walk, hovers over my spooned-in oatmeal, perches on my nightstand as I sleep. When I wake in the night I see it gazing at me hazy and shimmering. Waiting. My neck-hair prickles. My fingers… Continue reading My heart is haunted: silent, spoken, sung
Feeling the love -or- Still crazy after all these years
Over thirty years ago, I auditioned for my first play. My mom tells me that I asked her to audition (although I'm not sure how I knew about it in the first place since, as a five-year-old, I wasn't reading the daily newspaper with my morning coffee. Um, Mom?). I sang my best version of… Continue reading Feeling the love -or- Still crazy after all these years
“Our youth is the very oldest part of us”
When you have a moment, check out this fantastic article about creating theatre for young people: Theater of the Young, For the Young by Steven Dietz. I've been thinking about it ever since I read it. In particular, the quotes below captured my imagination in a big way. Age is not a horizontal marker, but… Continue reading “Our youth is the very oldest part of us”
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