I am drinking a beer as of this moment, taking all the sights, smells and sounds of my "boot camp for actors", as one of the faculty members at Shakespeare and Company just referred to it as.
I will say this about my second day at Shakespeare and Company as it's sitting with me in this moment, I did some of the most textually connected work I've ever done. Inevitably, that's what happens when I have a good teacher poking and prodding me to cut out the bullshit, but today that happened to the Nth degree.
This training regime is incredibly intense, in every possible way. The nature of the work is such that I have to be careful, for the safety of the other participants, how much more I describe about the process thus far. I will say, I am incredibly far outside of my Harvard Extension acting class comfort zone, in ways I wasn't initially completely on board with about the nature of this training, but after today I'm done "trying" to be on board and just here, experiencing everything that's happening, moment to moment.
Yoda said of course, "there is only do or do not, there is no try" and from this moment, I'm done trying. I am going to do, or I will fail and try again. And again. And again. And so forth.
That is my mantra. There is no try, there is only do, or do not and trying again. I'm also celebrating the power of "fuck", as a word. And acting from your junk. And yourself. And all the other good shit. Yeah.
I promise I'll make time to write a more meaningful blog post later. When I actually have some free time. Which will likely be never.
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