Archive for August, 2009

Alone Time

Friday, August 14th, 2009

I think alone time is so important for an artist. Many of us are very gregarious by nature and crave attention and companionship. That’s part of a performer’s personality. The other part is very private. The best actors I’ve seen are the ones that give a part of themselves in a performance. The only way to be truly open to that is to know yourself, and the best way to get to know yourself is to spend time with yourself.

My fantasy life is so important. I know it can be detrimental to me sometimes…but it’s also necessary for my survival. I need my time to stew, to ponder, to pout, to bask, to fume, to dream, to cry, to scheme, to marinate, to whisper my most secret and dearest wishes to myself.  I get so wrapped up in rules and technique and critiquing myself within an inch of my life that I forget to MAKE BELIEVE. All of that work and craft has to come from a passionate and open soul or no one will care.

I am so happy that after a long time of my roommate and I living on top of each other, we’re both going to have our own space. I think it’s essential for me and I’m so happy that this little dream of mine is about to come to fruition. I will have my own space to rehearse, read, dream, and yes BLOG in. :)

Sorry for a little bit of actor psycho babble…and for talking about my apartment yet again…and that I might not be making sense.

Have sweet dreams my fellow travelers of this path,
Harmony

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Tons of Inspiration and some FUNNY.

Friday, August 7th, 2009

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It’s Almost Time!

Tuesday, August 4th, 2009

So there is this whole spiel that I told in my cabaret about how I discovered theater. The short version is my Grandma took me to see Les Miserables on Broadway on my fourteenth birthday. That was it. I was bitten. That is exactly what I wanted to do. I wanted to sing depressing belt ballads…hysterical.

My first opportunity to show off my voice (that popped out from nowhere) was a Phantom of the Opera concert. I was playing Christine along with 3 other girls! I got to sing “Think of me” as a trio with my best friend Lisa Hobson, and my biggest high school crush Christopher Robin Burgess.

I wore a gorgeous green velvet ball gown. I wore my hair up and cleverly disguised the bald patches that came from a disastrous home perm with jeweled barrettes and green feathers. I forgot to bring the appropriate shoes, so I went barefoot. I took my place on stage. I was singing the second verse, Lisa the first. I could hear her pretty voice. She was nearing the end of her verse.

Erik (my second biggest high school crush) turned to me and said “It’s almost time.” Without looking at him I murmured “I know.” I had this odd sense of calm. I floated out to my spot and sang my verse. I was so happy and sure of myself. Even with bald spots, bare feet, and it being my first solo of my life, I was fearless. I didn’t know squat about supporting or breathing or intentions or objectives or body language or focus points or love or loss or ANYTHING.

All I knew was that I was home. I was happier in that moment than I had been in my life up until that point. I felt lucky and grateful to be on stage that night.

I would like to ask the theater Gods to give me just a touch of the pure joy that I felt that night from time to time. That’s why we do this.

All my love and wishes,

Harmony

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