I've come to the realization that I haven't been happy with my performances since Thursday night. I need to give them more, more reality. I think reading that Meisner book has forced me to really really think about what I'm doing up there. A very large part (the majority at this point) is wondering if I'm cut out for this at all. I need to daydream some crafting up for my monologues now. My characters need to become deeper, and perhaps less like caricatures. I am also acutely aware of the audience, since all of my monologues are directed towards them, with the exception of the last Jedadiah monologue. I need to work more.
Also, today, since it was the last performance until Wednesday, and it's been getting rather chilly, I decided to take my leather biker jacket home. So instead of carrying it, I wear it, as it's actually chilly enough to wear it and not feel overheated (which is depressing; I came here because it was supposed to be warm!). I realized that I was wearing the EXACT same clothes that I was when I got on that plane. Same boots, same hoodie, same jacket, same Skinny Puppy T-Shirt... Fucking weird, that. It has strong resonances for me, since I'm leaving so soon... :(
I've got to think about those good parts about being home, and try not to think about the bad parts.
Also, today, since it was the last performance until Wednesday, and it's been getting rather chilly, I decided to take my leather biker jacket home. So instead of carrying it, I wear it, as it's actually chilly enough to wear it and not feel overheated (which is depressing; I came here because it was supposed to be warm!). I realized that I was wearing the EXACT same clothes that I was when I got on that plane. Same boots, same hoodie, same jacket, same Skinny Puppy T-Shirt... Fucking weird, that. It has strong resonances for me, since I'm leaving so soon... :(
I've got to think about those good parts about being home, and try not to think about the bad parts.