Had the first rehearsal for my new show last night. I'm basically part of the movement ensemble plus a big monologue and a smattering of additional dialogue, and that's fine because I took the show for the movement work.
I feel like I'm in a good spot for a show like this. The last time I was involved in this kind of work, I had just gotten in the best shape of my life. That was back in 2001/2 when I had just shaped up to play the God of frickin' Love in a production back in Portland. While we were striking that show, I ran into some folks that suggested I go audition for this other show. I got cast, and I really enjoyed that work even though I wasn't trained for it, and I must have done well enough as that company made some overtures of membership when we were finishing up.
So here I am, having gotten in the best shape of my 30's, and I find myself as a member of my 2nd ever movement-ensemble. Last night was basically 2+ hours of non-stop moving. High and low, fast and slow, I sweat plenty, but was never sucking air. So the conditioning is holding up.
The work itself seems promising so far. A lot of emotional availability being generated by the movement direction. And everyone seems committed. At this point, I'm pretty optimistic about the show and my place in it.
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