Sunday, December 21, 2008
Sorry, nothing too uplifting today.
Everyone has these days and today is one of mine. It just does. Its hard to see a physical representation of where you want to be with your life and realize your not standing where they are. Not even close, not anywhere close to being as close to someone as you thought you could have been...
Tuesday, November 11, 2008
Observations
You know that something is a little quirky with your life when you look at your room. I took a good look at mine this morning.
And I say 'this morning' because I certainly did not look at it when I fell asleep last night.
And I say 'fell asleep' because I certainly did not 'go to bed' last night. There was no decision- our 2nd to last dress rehearsal with Facing East ended somewhere around midnight (the infamous and inevitable late night rehearsal with Matt Neves) and I came home fully intent to do all the things I needed to do. But I decided just to sit on my bed for a moment....just a moment and rest...I wouldn't fall asleep...I mean, I still needed to take the make up off my face & neck, take the pins out of my hair...I wouldn't fall asleep....
I wouldn't think so, but I did...and I woke up at three that morning with the lights still blaring and myself looking like psycho's mother. Took out my pins, turned out the lights and fell back asleep. But that morning I took a look at room, my bedroom floor and my bed. My bag, my scripts, a few of my clothes, my books are the main coverage on my floor....and lets not forget line notes. Facing East line notes EVERYWHERE, on the floor they are wallpaper FLOORPAPER, and on my bed they create a nest that you wouldn't think possible for a human to sleep in but....there are always firsts. I woke up with just that added bit of stress that each day has been bringing up to this moment. We open tomorrow.
It's hard to really sum it up into words. This journey for me has been so long, and I don't just mean the journey that Facing East has been, it has been an incredible process, that I cannot believe I was lucky enough to be a part of. That the stars lined up just enough for me to be able to walk on that stage, and be Ruth's thoughts. But it isn't just the rehearsals, it's been my entire college experience. These four years of going to classes and learning techniques and how to be and how NOT TO BE perfect. You don't think you've really learned anything, retained anything...until you see a resemblance of a finished project. In no way am I claiming to be a finished project...that doesn't happen in life I don't think...at least not with something like living. But I am beginning to see an actress in me. When I auditioned & applied for the BFA (Bachelors of Fine Arts) I wrote in my application paper the woman I wanted to become. The actress I invisioned one day seeing on a stage- myself. I beginning to see her, trust her. I'm not perfect, and I'm especially not perfect in this play...but I am happy, ready, and proud of her. Which is all a person can really ask for, and I can ask for much. I have a great play, cast, crew and enveloping surport system. A person can be very blessed. I've been waiting for this role, for this play ever since my first semester at SUU and and tomorrow night when I go on that stage I need to remember that this is what I've wanted to do for a long, long time. And new challenges on the horizon. Last friday I recieved the news that I was nominated for an 'Irene Ryan', prestigious acting award and will be then invited to compete at ACTF (American College Theatre Festival) in California come Spring.
This play has gotten so much support. What with the passing of Prop. 8 and the hurt, blame, and settling going around it seems that this play could not have asked for better timing. This is so important. On facebook I put in one last request & invitation for my friends to come see this show. It's so important, we need to evaluate are feelings and we need to stay connected.
here's what I said in facebook...I liked how I put it:
"This might be a little 'jumping the gun' on my part.But I just wanted to send out another general invitation to 'Facing East' by Carol Lynn Pearson that's going up @ the SUU Black-box this week. The Crew, myself and Josh & Justin have worked so hard on this project, and truly have a sincere love for it and its important message. The themes and threads woven in this piece are so important especially now with the hurt that's flying around the country, what with the passing of Prop. 8 and the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints in a negative spotlight. For those of you who do not know much about 'Facing East' it centers around Alex & Ruth McCormick, an upstanding LDS couple, grieving the suicide of their homosexual son Andrew. 'Facing East' is written by esteemed author & playwright Carol Lynn Pearson who myself and the cast had the pleasure of speaking to last week. She is a member of the LDS church and lost her homosexual husband to aids before turning full tilt to the consideration and rights of those with same-gender attraction, it is 'her calling' she puts it. As I said she is still a member of the LDS church and loves the support and love she has been surrounded by with this project. This play looks at that gray area, and gives direction on such a topic of confusion and pain. No one's life should be cut short due to their pain, and this play is about fellowship, and carrying each other's burdens, so that they are burdens no longer. The play does not bash the LDS church, nor does it bash homosexuality. You may not know what is right or what is wrong, this play is not about what is right and what is wrong, but what is true....and what is true is loving and uplifting our gay brothers & sisters. If you are lenient to see the show I encourage you that much more to see it. If you personally, have any questions for me concerning the play, I would be happy to answer them. This play has been a tremendous journey for me and I am deeply proud of it.
'FACING EAST' by Carol Lynn Pearson
SUU Black-Box Theatre in the Auditorium
NOV. 12-15TH @ 7:30pm, with a matinee on Saturday @ 2pm.
Tickets are going fast with an average of 40 tickets remaining for each night, get your tickets fast. Tickets are $5 for SUU students, and $10 for...everyone else. Hope to see you there."
Click here to see the events page: http://www.facebook.com/event.php?sid=81e407364d7e86c9e98472fdccd84c8c&refurl=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.facebook.com%2Fs.php%3Finit%3Dq%26q%3DFacing%2BEast%26ref%3Dts%26sid%3D81e407364d7e86c9e98472fdccd84c8c&eid=33144796129
And I extend that invitation to each of you that may read this. Who mostly probably are on facebook and have already read that invitation. I kind of want to end tonights blog with that. Maybe write more later...after Facing East is finnished. Go work on lines...go work on some shakespeare....and maybe sleep.
Probably not.
We need to remain connected.
Song from musical 'Spring Awakening', which lyric's are perfect for Facing East
You fold his hands and smooth his tie, you gently lift his chin.
Were you really so blind, and unkind to him?
Can't help the itch to touch, to kiss, to hold him once again.
Now to close his eyes--never open them....
A shadow passed, a shadow passed,
yearning, yearning
For the fool it called a home.
All things he never did are left behind.
All the things his mama wished he'd bear in mind,
And all his dad had hoped he'd know.T
he talks you never had, the saturdays you never spent.
All the 'grown-up' places you never went.
And all of the crying you wouldn't understand.
You just let him cry, 'make a man out of him.'
A shadow passed, a shadow passed,
yearning, yearning
For a fool it called a home.
All things he ever wished are left behind.
All the things his mama did to make him mind,
And how his dad had hoped he'd grow.
All things he ever lived are left behind.
All the fears that ever flickered through his mind.
All the sadness that he'd come to own.
A shadow passed, a shadow passed,
yearning, yearningFor the fool it called a home.
And it whistles through the ghosts still left behind.
It whistles through the ghosts still left behind.
Whistles through the ghosts still left behind.
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
Screaming out from the Crests of Waves
It's been almost OVER A WEEK!
Ellesse what have you been doing?!?!
WHAT HAVEN'T I BEEN DOING??
As imagined life shows no signs of slowing down any time soon. Last weekend was the California trip, last Saturday night around 11pm friends and I headed down to Las Vegas to stay at a friends place that night. We got up early Sunday morning and completed the journey to Los Angeles. I met up with my roommate Chelsea & friends and we headed to the The Getty Museum of Art. This museum is amazing, the architecture alone for this building is amazing. A white modern complex on top of the Hollywood hills of L.A. Featuring beautiful artwork from the decades. Sacred Hymns and manuscripts from the medieval period, sculptures from the 1600's, impressionist paintings...the works. They had an exhibition on Bernini while we were there and I just can never get over the beauty of that place. After the Getty we had a plugging dinner @ The Cheesecake factory- we were enjoying a delicious dinner when we realized time was slipping by a little faster than we thought. We ended up shoving the remaining cheesecake (mine was Pumpkin) in our faces and running for the car. By the time we found it in the parking garage- I was reading and willing to barf. Then we were off to see WICKED, which I had seen the year before in L.A. @ the Pantages Theatre, which is just a beautiful theatre. It doesn't look like much from the outside, but inside it is completely decked out in Art Deco majesty. Wicked is such a great show, I think I liked it even better this time. The Glinda was very good- so funny. The show is also going to be coming to Salt Lake City next summer, I'm excited to see it. After the play, we drove to Santa Monica pier and sat/ran along the beach @ night. It was beautiful seeing the lights from the pier and the Marry-go-round reflecting on the night's tide. I wrote my name in the sand, and was reacquainted with the ocean once more. That night we stayed @ my friend Spencer's Families home just outside of L.A. and the next morning we were off to Disneyland. We didn't get to spend too much time there. We had to leave and be back on the road to Utah by 5pm but we got to hit all the greats. Pirates of the Caribbean, Haunted Mansion, Indiana, Splash...the new Toy Story Midway ride in California Adventure, it was wonderful.
Speaking of Salt Lake City. I'll most likely be there this weekend. Facing East is considering going on a little road trip up to Salt Lake City to take one of our cast members to Temple Square and show him around, rehearse in the Salt Lake Cemetery, perhaps go see Noises Off @ PTC, and then heading home Sunday afternoon. Facing East continues to go well. We have to be 'Off off Book' today, and I am currently listening to my lines.
Looking at my face now and looking at that painting....doesn't look too spectacular. I have so much memorizing to do, I do believe I will be doing it for the rest of my life. But I'm looking forward to another escape this weekend....as if Disneyland wasn't enough.
I do hope this little weekend escape won't bring with it the awful present that Disneyland left me with....though it is mostly my fault.
My friends asked me for certain gifts from Disneyland:
1. Soil from Disneyland
2. Water from the Pirates of the Caribbean ride
Well, we're on the Pirates of the Caribbean ride, and I'm thinking about what was said about the ride draining, filtering, and refilling the water daily....and we fill up the water bottle and I'm looking at it....
and it's cold....and clear....and looks beautiful...
So I take a sip. IT WAS DELICIOUS!
Everything was fine come the ride home, I had the water bottle nestled safely in my bag....though when we arrived in Cedar City 1:30am....I had a sore throat. I am only now recovering from what we call Disney aids. It's been the worst head cold of my life! Coughing, congestion/runny nose, dizziness....it's been just the worst!
Luckily it's on the down slope and I think I'm getting over it.
Halloween is fast approaching. I am either going as a Leper or The Queen of Hearts....I think it's going to be the Leper.
"No.....Lepers."
love to all as usual.
I'm out-
It could be worse
But its all sweet
It could be snapped from the jaws of defeat
Like a light lit upon a beach
Wear your heart on your sleeve
Oh You want to stop before you begin
You want to sink when you know you could swim
You want to stop just before you begin
Never give in, Never give in
Screaming out from the crests of waves
Nothing matters
Except life and the love you make
Nothing matters
Except life and the love you make
Nothing matters
Except life and the love you make
Except life and the love you make
Screaming out from the crests of waves" -Coldplay
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Saturday, October 18, 2008
The Wonky Week
Thursday, October 9, 2008
Wha......?
Monday, October 6, 2008
Saturday, October 4, 2008
Full Sway
Thursday, September 25, 2008
...and we're back
DID YOU MISS ME?!?!
Q2 & Q5: I would encourage people to come because this play is relevant, and that is one of the purposes of theatre. It is too easy to find faults between the sexes, miscommunication, pulling your weight in a relationship, finding & meeting that common ground, is needed. There are so many more important things at stake in life, that people must find common ground. The humor of this show is watching the characters find the need for that balance, and the frantic desire to gain it. It’s almost too much fun.
Q3: The character I play in Lysistrata is Kalonike, an Athenian mother & housewife married to Athenian warrior Stratyllis, best friend to female leader Lysistrata. Kalonike, on her last leg, realizes that she misses more than just an extra pair of hands with her children and is looking for her partner again. She supports Lysistrata in any form, especially if it means that those missing parts of her life could one day resurface.
Q4: As far as the direction of the plot, the plot leads the audience to recognize that neither side rules supreme. One sex in this plot does trigger change, but both sides realize they must meet together somewhere in between to find any strong foundation on which to stand.
Q6: This school has a beautiful group of collaborators. In the College of Performing and Visual Arts there are individuals ready and willing to