Inhabiting a Role.

Andrei came back today.  We had his class and zipped through the scenes that we had.  Everybody today was on point, perhaps refilling some of the confidence gauge all around.  Yeah, there's a gauge.  Afterwards we were treated to a little lecture of sorts by Mr. Serban reflective of one he delivered in Romania a few days prior about inhabiting role; the importance of elevating the character and the aspirations of theater, especially as a place of spiritual healing.  If you've been keeping up on some of my lengthier posts, you an probably imagine me grooving to this chat.  I did.

It turns out that this is just what I needed.  The past two weeks, or so, I've been in a bit of a funk where I often found myself thinking,"What the fuck am I doing here?  I don't belong here."  Admittedly, I still am not entirely sure, but the talk roused me out of my malaise and I'm now totally stoked to get back to work.  I'm working on a scene from Spring Storm with Kristie that I'm really thrilled about, even more so now that I've got a little fire back; and a scene from Last Days of Judas Iscariot with Zarif that I just returned home from rehearsing.  We may have drained a twelve during the scene.  It takes place in a bar.  Rehearsal was incredibly productive.  The scene's (on the surface) just two guys having out in a bar, having a chat.  What's really brilliant is that Zarif and I really jive as actors together, and honestly there's probably not too many people that I'd rather hang out in a bar with right now.

I'm going to turn in before the buzz (of the beer and of the lecture) wear off.  We'll be back tomorrow, I'm sure.

"Don't judge each day by the harvest you reap, but by the seeds you plant."
- Robert Louis Stevenson

Breathe in.  Breathe out.

-R