It Ain't Necessarily So
Long day, but overall very good day.
Movement project, performing Frank's with my music, a nice touch I thought. It went over very well and I was happy with it. I am also happy to be done with it. Then to the mall to get Cole a very attractive pin stripe suit with an even more so attractive light pink shirt and awesome tie (courtesy of yours truly). Then back for some Dutch Bitchz (I won once then quit), some debate listening, a Mango Peach Fruizzi and sharing time, then photocopying music, figuring out my English paper and hanging out until rehearsal. Then came rehearsal.
New paragraph. It needs it. Everything was going hunky dory, I suppose, even though I really felt like we were flat-lining. So we're trotting along until Act 4. For those of you who are curious, Chekhov plays have 4 acts, rather than scenes split up between 2 acts. No, this does not mean that the play is twice as long, because each act is around 15 minutes (because we rock). Anyways, going to the 4th act, the one where I start with my huge shpiel and then more and more people show up to harass Platonov. It's going along, not all that well but not all that terrible, when finally Ken gets me to run in on the scene with Platonov and Anna Petrovna to start yelling at Platonov for cheating on me because Ken didn't feel that the scene was being played that way. So I ran in, did so, and then came the HUGE HUGE lecture, the verbal beating of Blake on how to do it better and what he was doing wrong, as well as what I was doing wrong and what Daneel was doing wrong and how there was no energy anywhere. It went on for honestly 15 minutes. Just talking, and yelling, and banter and cursing. Not fun. Then came the 5 minute breather, and the beginning of the 4th act again. Let me tell you, it's the best it's ever been played. Ken praised all of us so highly for it (gave me the "pow") and said that the women truly owned that act. I agree. Well done ladies. Sorry about the gun Daneel but it's nothing personal. (PS Ali really fought me for it. I was so scared. She's effin strong). So scary yet very rewarding first rehearsal. The second was filled with TONS of laughter at the end of the 2nd act which was amazing ("DOH!") and lots of energy throughout. Well done overall. Stinky room though. Not a fan.
Alright that's a ton of blabbering and I need to be in bed right now.
Hey best friend. Way to show up on the radar maps again ; )
One, I love you so much.
Mattathaius, Boo, compare black death.
Dinkle, I love you so much girly. I'll bring the panyhose if you Whitemud my No Parking Ave.
Jay Jay, I've lost you. Where are you?
Art isn't easy.
Every minor detail is a major decision.
Have to keep things in scale.
Have to hold to your vision.
The art of making art,
is putting it together.
Just in case you were curious.
Movement project, performing Frank's with my music, a nice touch I thought. It went over very well and I was happy with it. I am also happy to be done with it. Then to the mall to get Cole a very attractive pin stripe suit with an even more so attractive light pink shirt and awesome tie (courtesy of yours truly). Then back for some Dutch Bitchz (I won once then quit), some debate listening, a Mango Peach Fruizzi and sharing time, then photocopying music, figuring out my English paper and hanging out until rehearsal. Then came rehearsal.
New paragraph. It needs it. Everything was going hunky dory, I suppose, even though I really felt like we were flat-lining. So we're trotting along until Act 4. For those of you who are curious, Chekhov plays have 4 acts, rather than scenes split up between 2 acts. No, this does not mean that the play is twice as long, because each act is around 15 minutes (because we rock). Anyways, going to the 4th act, the one where I start with my huge shpiel and then more and more people show up to harass Platonov. It's going along, not all that well but not all that terrible, when finally Ken gets me to run in on the scene with Platonov and Anna Petrovna to start yelling at Platonov for cheating on me because Ken didn't feel that the scene was being played that way. So I ran in, did so, and then came the HUGE HUGE lecture, the verbal beating of Blake on how to do it better and what he was doing wrong, as well as what I was doing wrong and what Daneel was doing wrong and how there was no energy anywhere. It went on for honestly 15 minutes. Just talking, and yelling, and banter and cursing. Not fun. Then came the 5 minute breather, and the beginning of the 4th act again. Let me tell you, it's the best it's ever been played. Ken praised all of us so highly for it (gave me the "pow") and said that the women truly owned that act. I agree. Well done ladies. Sorry about the gun Daneel but it's nothing personal. (PS Ali really fought me for it. I was so scared. She's effin strong). So scary yet very rewarding first rehearsal. The second was filled with TONS of laughter at the end of the 2nd act which was amazing ("DOH!") and lots of energy throughout. Well done overall. Stinky room though. Not a fan.
Alright that's a ton of blabbering and I need to be in bed right now.
Hey best friend. Way to show up on the radar maps again ; )
One, I love you so much.
Mattathaius, Boo, compare black death.
Dinkle, I love you so much girly. I'll bring the panyhose if you Whitemud my No Parking Ave.
Jay Jay, I've lost you. Where are you?
Art isn't easy.
Every minor detail is a major decision.
Have to keep things in scale.
Have to hold to your vision.
The art of making art,
is putting it together.
Just in case you were curious.
posted by Rae at 1:10 AM
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You think you've lost me. You should be me - I dont even know where I am. I'm looking forward to Wild Honey and hopefully getting to see you more than once every few days. Very Tired. Love.
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