Last show was yesterday. Sort of bittersweet because life gets a lot less hectic when a production is over but you get used to spending time with the people you do the play with and the process. This was a really difficult play to do for those in theater three things should explain the level of difficulty. Each character had lots of lines that were similar if not exactly alike. All the characters were on stage for most of the play and some would be there for pages with no dialogue and then spout out a two word sentence. The dialogue wasnt written the way people actually speak which had the cast stumbling over clumsily written lines or just rewriting them. The fact that we were able to put on a show that seemed to entertain the audience and at times made the audience laugh out loud has more to say about the directors and the cast -Tania Mears, Mike Shipley, Neta Orr, Bob and Stacy Muntz, Traci Lewis, Pete Beevers, Rachel Hawkins and Quinton Marshall. Everyone rose to the occasion and did their best. Some of these people I have worked with before some of them I hadnt and this was the first acting either Rachel or Quinton had ever done and they rocked their parts even when those of us who have done this many times faltered. Traci as always saved us so many times I lost count. I spent most of the night Friday and most of Saturday beating myself up over lines I screwed up on Friday and this -besides just wanting to thank and acknowledge the actors, who I love- is the main reason for this very long post. I kept trying to let it go and go to sleep I used all the practices I have learned nothing worked I just kept reliving the moment when I thought it was my line and jumped a whole page ion the script and then had to go back. I knew I should let it go but I let the fear that Id never get it right get into my head. And once you let fear get in it will eat your brain. I knew I had to shed the fear if I had any chance of doing the show the way I knew I could do it. So I spent most of Saturday getting my head in a good place. We nailed it Saturday night, and I had this feeling of utter triumph. But going into Sundays show I still hadnt fully lost that feeling of dread that I had when I screwed up Friday and I messed up again and was really disappointed in myself. And now heres the lesson. I was disappointed and disgusted with myself but my intention was to entertain the audience and make them laugh. No one who came down the line to shake our hands at the end of the show said, that show sucked or told me personally that I screwed up the whole thing. Quit the opposite actually they loved the show they all told me and the other actors how good we did. In fact there were only slightly more compliments about Saturdays show then there were on Friday or Sunday. I met in my intention so now I need to let go of the fact that my performance wasnt perfect. How many times do we beat ourselves up for something that others dont even notice or that they thought was a nothing thing, at some point we need to realize that our best is all we can do and just let it go. Im still working on this:)
Posted on: Mon, 04 Aug 2014 16:29:40 +0000
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