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All I want for Christmas is you…

Tuesday, December 22nd, 2009

I’m sitting here watching the snow on my first day off in a long time. I feel really peaceful and pretty happy. If you had talked to me last week I was terribly low and frustrated. Such is life I suppose. Ups and Downs. Days like this are so special. Time to myself, beauty outside, and a positive outlook. What more can I ask for really?

We get distracted in this business. We are all so anxious to reach the next rung on our success ladder that sometimes we forget to take a breath and just enjoy the climb. We are not all destined for greatness. And even if we are, there is always a higher level of greatness to achieve. If we’re constantly yearning for something better that is not a very happy existence.

This year has been a little rough. I haven’t felt truly artistically stimulated since I did Bernarda Alba last fall. I’ve worked consistently, and they’ve all been good experiences in their own way. I would just love to do a show that makes my “gut rumble and my heart want to explode.” (-the lovely Kate Winslet) Funnily enough my two favorite theatrical experiences this year involved understudying. Going on for Man of La Mancha and Bombs Away were definite highlights of my year.

In the meantime I have tried to make the shows I’ve done as challenging as possible; I always want to learn something. I took an audition class with the amazing Doug Peck and Andy Hite. It really inspired me to work harder and not rest on my laurels. And I just keep trucking along. I look forward to the new year and new challenges.

Some words of sage advice for actors before I go:

1) For those that are still doing non-equity work, don’t be afraid to speak up when safety is concerned. With shows with smaller budgets a lot of times corners are cut to save money. If you feel unsafe at any time because of the set, costumes, or any other reason, SPEAK UP! You may be labeled a difficult actor for a day or two, but it’s better than the alternative of really hurting yourself. When you aren’t a member of the union, the only person truly looking out for you is YOU. So remember that.

2) Until you have a contract in your hand, you are not truly cast in a show. Remember that it feels great to be wooed for a part or a show, but that it doesn’t mean anything. A lot of times directors need to make sure that there are good people at their auditions. Basically they need to cover their bases. They need at least one person that will work for their production to show up at auditions or callbacks to cover each role. That doesn’t mean that when the audition comes that they won’t decide to cast the newcomer instead. So while it’s flattering, try to ignore it. Show up, audition, rock it out, and leave it to the Gods to decide.

That’s all! I really hope that all my friends and fellow artists have a wonderful Holiday. I’ll be with my family and I hope you’ll be with yours whether real or acquired. Enjoy each other. Treasure your lives, your loves, and your talents. I wish you the best in the New Year!

Love, Harmony

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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

Rules, Rules, RULES!

Sunday, June 14th, 2009

As actors we are told so many things that we are NOT supposed to do. What we should and should not wear. What monologues and songs are taboo and should NEVER be performed. Proper audition etiquette. NEVER perform something FROM the show! Your resume must look EXACTLY like everyone else’s resume. NEVER use an audition piece meant for another sex/race! Don’t look AT the director/casting director when auditioning.

Well I’m here to tell you that I’m tired of all these rules. Rules are meant to be broken. Let me explain. I’m not going rogue or anything. I haven’t lost my marbles. I’m not going to show up to an audition for A Little Night Music wearing a muumuu and gogo boots, singing “Old Man River,” donning a technicolor resume and collage headshot. I still have my common sense and consider myself somewhat sane. Okay MOSTLY sane.

The thing is. I don’t know who made up these rules, but because every single casting director, director, producer, etc. is an individual, these “rules” can’t possibly all be agreed upon by ALL of them. No matter what you do there is no way you can please every single person you audition for. They all want different things.

I used to stress so much over all this stuff that it would affect my audition. I would also spend countless hours trying to figure out what they wanted me to be. I would try to get into the head of the director, psych myself out, not be natural, and NOT get the job. You don’t know what they want, so just do your homework and do your thing. If that’s what they want, they’ll cast you. It’s that simple. Like a friend of mine who happens to be casting director wisely said, “Let me do my job, don’t try to do it for me.”

I’ve noticed myself breaking more and more of the above rules lately. If there is a part I’m really right for in a musical sometimes I just sing a song from the show. I’ve gotten good results from this! You still have to use common sense. Like I would NEVER do that  unless I was really right for the part.

I was at an audition recently and the director wanted us to direct the scene to him. The other actor I was with literally said, “But, we aren’t supposed to look at you.” I couldn’t believe it. THAT’S what I’m getting at folks. I know that etiquette is important and that we should come off as professionals at all times, but this is a creative field. You have to be flexible and creative.

You certainly don’t have to listen to me either. Use your OWN common sense. I just call it as I see it.

Peace,

Harmony

Some thoughts on the Tonys/Non-Equity Jeffs

Monday, June 8th, 2009

I admit it. I didn’t really watch the Tonys this year. I decided that cleaning my apartment was more important and for some reason didn’t put it on in the background. I did, however, watch most of it on youtube clips. I don’t really know what to say. That’s not MY Broadway. That isn’t the Broadway that I grew up dreaming about and aspiring to achieve one day. I understand that the producers of the show are trying to get a more diverse audience than just us theater nerds, but does it HAVE to remind me of an MTV awards show? There is a reason I stopped watching MTV. Because it’s crap. Because there is no substance.

Maybe I’m just getting older, or jaded, or my taste is changing, but I don’t think we need to dumb it down that much for America. Every once in a while America surprises us and reminds us that she isn’t that stupid. She can comprehend more then we give her credit for. That’s when great art is made. Truly great art is never following a trend. It always surprises us.

In this day and age with commercial theater becoming more and more like a concert and less and less like theater, I feel grateful for Chicago theater. After watching the performance of Hair last night, I feel grateful for the small production I saw by the now defunct Tonkawa Theater Company. It didn’t have the budget, cast size, or publicity of the production of Hair now performing on Broadway. What it DID have was authenticity, honesty, and simplicity. It was one of the most moving experiences I’ve had in theater and it was in a black box space.

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In reality, the shows that have moved me the most have been in small storefront non-equity theaters in Chicago…like the Jeff-nominated Evita for example. I’ve seen Evita on a big stage with a big budget a couple of times and it doesn’t hold a candle to the intimate, bare-bones telling that director Fred Anzevino crafted for us this summer. Or going back a few years, the PHENOMENAL production of Mother Courage that the Vitalist Theatre put up which remains one of the best pieces of art I’ve EVER seen.

motherThe ridiculously talented Anne Sheridan Smith in Vitalist Theatre’s Mother Courage.

Don’t get me wrong, there are definitely Equity shows I have enjoyed and that have moved me. I also plan to go Equity eventually and the CONS of being a non-equity actor could fill hundreds of blogs. Tonight however, is not about that. The Non-Equity Jeff Awards are about celebrating our non-equity efforts. Tonight is about the actors that work a full-time job and then go straight to rehearsal where they’re getting paid little to nothing. Why do they do this? Because they LOVE it. Tonight is about our love for what we do.

While we may agree or disagree with nominations and results, in the end it doesn’t really matter. This is our night to celebrate each other. Also, while the Non-Equity Jeffs might be low on the totem pole of award shows, we are the future of theater, and the future has never looked brighter. See you at the Jeffs!

I’ll let Chris Jones prove my point:

“The Joseph Jefferson Awards, non-Equity dept., will be handed out tonight at the Park West nighterie.

A very different part of the theatrical food-chain from last night’s Tony Awards? Perhaps.

Don’t look for Liza or Neil Patrick Harris.

But consider this. One of the shows up for tonight’s awards, David Cromer’s The Hypocrites production of “Our Town,” is not only now a huge Off-Broadway hit, but is a candidate for a Broadway transfer. And so, perchance, it could go from one ceremony to the other within twelve swift months.

So there’s one way to look at the Non-Equity Jeffs. The Tonys. A few years earlier.”

Starving Actor

Tuesday, June 2nd, 2009

Ahhhhh the starving actor. There’s a romance to it, no? Struggling and starving for your art. Everyone’s doing it. Eating dirt until one day someone plucks you from obscurity and your fame and fortune begins. I’m not sure who this “someone” is supposed to be. A casting agent? Steven Spielberg? A fairy godmother? Prince Charming?

I remember when I was growing up reading about how Jewel was discovered while living in a VW bus, showering in a truckstop, barely eating, and suffering with an un-treated kidney infection. “That’s the life!” I thought to myself. “Look you suffer, but then you turn into JEWEL!!!!!” Incidentally, why on earth does every amazing “rags to riches” story start off with them living in a VW bus? It’s weird.

I’ve always been fascinated with the starving artist. While I was in the NAVY and I was in my rebelling stage, I decided I didn’t want to live at the barracks anymore. Me and my lovely friend Brandon decided to move into my car. It was very exciting. We parked at the beach and slept with the sea breeze coming through the window, drank some hooch, and talked about how wise we were for our age. Hahaha

The reality is a little less exciting. Living in a sub-standard apartment, freezing in the winter, dying in the summer, eating barely a meal a day, having various utilities turned off periodically, not so exciting. When you don’t have a safety net to get back to, being homeless or barely scraping by doesn’t seem like such a great adventure.

I’ve learned many things about survival. I’ve learned that the minimum I need to eat per day to avoid falling down and to keep my energy up for whatever show I’m working on is 2 eggs and 2 oranges. You have your protein and vitamin C. The eggs are even better if you chop up an onion and sautee them and mix them in. It seems more substantial. During the rough times I also kept vitamin c drops or some sort of hard candy in my pocket for when I needed sugar. This sounds very dire. This is not normally how I eat, but there have been times when I have done this.

When times aren’t quite as bad, I’ve learned to cook stews and soups. It’s what I live on in the winter. It’s cheap and I can throw it all into the crockpot, go to work, and it’ll be done when I return. I am a frequenter of the COINSTAR machines at Jewel. I have been known to pay for an entire meal with quarters. Tacky, I know, but money is money.

How does it feel when I’m struggling, to look at some of my friends and colleagues whose parents are still paying for cars, computers, apartments, voice/acting/dance lessons, etc? In a word: frustrating. Now I certainly don’t blame them. In this day and age life is hard and if someone wants to give you a hand, I say take it! BUT it’s still frustrating. I always feel like they have a leg up because they can afford great training and get to focus solely on their career.

So is this a post where I just bitch about being poor? Hardly. One thing I have learned is that when you can’t afford to pay for others to help you, you have to rely on yourself more. I have to take some of those great techniques I learned in private lessons (when still receiving student loans) and apply it myself. I have to have more confidence in what I’m doing because I don’t get as much feedback. When I do save up and take a class or have a brush up lesson, I appreciate it so much! I work hard and make it worth my money. I love my coaches so much. Even if I’m only able to see them 3 or 4 times a year it’s completely worth it. I value good training so much more than I did when my parents, or the government were paying for it.

I’ve worked through some tough and lean times in the last 5 years, but things are definitely looking up. I am not rich, but I am stabling out. This move to a new apartment feels like a new beginning. I feel like I’m leaving the starving actor at Lawrence and Hermitage. I’ve done it. It was fun. I’m done now. Goodbye. Time to be an adult and time to strike a balance that makes living a life on stage not just plausible, but possible.

Thanks for listening. :-)

Harmony

A Navy girl reflects…

Monday, May 25th, 2009

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“Oh my GOD!  You were in the Navy!?!?!” This is what I hear from my fellow thespians whenever  I disclose that I spent 6 years of my formative early twenties serving in the United States Navy. The next couple of statements are usually, “And now you’re an actor! How on earth does that happen??!?! How was it!!? Did you hate it!!? Did you love it!!? But, you’re a liberal!”

It’s funny because I don’t really think about it that often. But, on days like today (Memorial Day in case any of you live under a rock), Veteran’s Day, and 9-11, I can’t stop thinking about it. How do I juxtapose being a veteran AND an actor? Honestly, in my case, I can’t imagine one without the other.

The Navy taught me so many invaluable lessons. Some of them came easily. Some of them I learned kicking and screaming. I learned that I could push myself past physical and emotional barriers that I thought I had. I learned how to handle myself in a crisis. I learned how to think less about myself and work for the good of a team. I learned how to follow the rules while maintaining my individuality. I learned how to be tough. I learned how to lead by example. I learned how to continue to be creative in a creatively stifling environment. All of these lessons can be applied to a life on the stage.

Some of my proudest and happiest moments are from when I was in the Military. Surviving and succeeding in bootcamp, passing my first physical readiness test, being nominated for Sailor of the Year, winning Volunteer of the Year, serving during 9-11, singing at funerals and memorials, working for Habitat for Humanity, traveling the world, falling in love for the first time…all rival and/or surpass any theatrical highlights…first lead, first cabaret, first good review, one-woman show, etc.

The way I see it is an actor can only portray what his/her experiences and/or imagination will allow. I lost 6 years of my young theatrical life, but I gained a lifetime worth of amazing experiences that few in the theater have. I also was able to challenge my commitment to theater. I joined wanting to be an actor and six years later, with no exposure to theater during, I still wanted to be.

On days like today I hold my head up high. My service to this country is one of the few things I allow myself to be truly proud of. I remember all the amazing people I met that did the same. This is a day to truly honor the sacrifice that our countrymen/women make for this country. Whether it’s just a four year tour, a life-long service, or heaven forbid a loss of life. No matter what your political affiliations, our military is to be celebrated. These are good people trying to do their part and I am honored, thankful, and DAMN PROUD to be among them. Happy Memorial Day everyone!

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Veggie Chili and Video Games

Wednesday, April 22nd, 2009

Disappointment. It’s inevitable. It sucks. It gets better with time, but it still sucks. There is no way to avoid it in this business, so you have to learn some coping mechanisms. Some people meditate, take bubble baths, work out, etc. I like good food and distraction. A pot of my phenomenal veggie chili and a day playing my hidden in the picture games (don’t laugh they’re AWESOME) followed by some AmericasNextTopModel and LOST tonight should do the trick.

If you’re going to survive in this business without becoming the crazy bird lady on Lawrence and Broadway or jumping into Lake Michigan, I advise finding coping mechanisms of your own. You are welcome to borrow mine. I have a lovely little macbook and I download all of my games from http://www.bigfishgames.com . Right now I’m playing the Serpent of Isis and it’s doing the trick.

As far as the veggie chili goes I’ve tried many different recipes, and none of them have come even CLOSE to this one. I borrow it from Door Sixteen. It’s delicious, truly. 

Vegetarian Chili
serves 6-8

1 tbsp olive oil
1 medium onion, chopped
3 medium carrots, chopped
4 cloves garlic, diced
1 large yellow bell pepper, chopped
2 jalapeno peppers, seeds removed, diced
2 celery stalks, chopped
2 tbsp chili powder
28 oz can crushed tomatoes with basil*
14 oz can black beans*
14 oz can kidney beans*
1 cup corn kernels
1 tsp ground cumin
1 1/2 tsp dried oregano
1 1/2 tsp dried basil
2 tsp kosher salt
1/2 cup bulgar wheat
1/4 cup balsamic vinegar

Heat oil in a large pot. Add onions, carrots and garlic; sauté until onions are translucent, about 5 minutes. Add yellow pepper, jalapenos, celery and chili powder; cook another 10 minutes. Add tomatoes, beans (with liquid), corn, salt and spices. Bring to a boil. Cover, lower heat, and simmer for 20 minutes. Stir in bulgar wheat. Cover and simmer at least 30 minutes (I usually let everything simmer for a couple of hours to let the flavors really develop, but it’s okay to take it off when the veggies and bulgar are soft), stirring occasionally to prevent sticking. Just as you’re taking the chili off the heat, stir in the balsamic vinegar. I know it might seem weird to put it in, but trust me—it really does make the chili taste extra amazing.

*I take the easy route and use canned beans and tomatoes. You can soak dried beans and use fresh tomatoes if you prefer, of course, but you will want to add water to make up for the liquid in the cans.

So there you have it. I hope this helps with your disappointments and/or heartaches. Eat up!

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Ebb and Flow: Classic Actor Panic

Thursday, April 16th, 2009

We’re actors. We LOVE to complain. We complain about our rent, being poor, our significant others, our lack of significant others, etc. When we’re employed in a show we complain about the pay, the venue, the actors, stage manager, sometimes the director, etc. We beat ourselves up over reviews. We think it’s simply not fair that “so-and-so” got “whatever part.” Yup we LOVE to complain about our profession. It’s one of our favorite things to do. The only time we complain louder is…well…when we AREN’T employed.

You see actors have this universal fear of never working again. It’s irrational. It doesn’t make any sense, but even movie stars have this worry. If you don’t believe me..observe:

Newsweek interview from 2005 with likely Oscar contenders:

You’re all successful actors. Do you still have that fear, after each job, that you’ll never work again?
ANNETTE BENING: Yes.
KATE WINSLET: I feel like that all the time.
PAUL GIAMATTI: I do, too.
KATE WINSLET: Leo doesn’t. [Laughter]
HILLARY SWANK: I was just working with Clint Eastwood. He’s 74, and he says he never knows if each job is going to be his last.
ANNETTE BENING: When I was starting out, I thought there must be a point at which that goes away—that successful people didn’t have insecurities or demons. What you realize is that, if anything, it gets worse.
PAUL GIAMATTI: Every job feels like the first job. I’m always fumbling through it, trying to figure it out and going, “I’m going to get fired. I’m going to get fired.”

So what is this fear? This “I’m never going to work again” fear? This “I suck” fear. This “clearly the last director made a mistake…I don’t really have any talent” fear. Is it just good old-fashioned FEAR OF FAILURE dressed up in prettier clothes? Do actors suffer from this to a greater degree than NORMAL people, or are we just more dramatic about it? OR BOTH?!! 

I don’t know the answer to any of this. I suffer from all of these fears all the time. Of course there are times when you are on top of the world…when you get a great review…land an amazing part…have a transcendental experience on stage. They are the highest of highs, but they’re dangerous. They add pressure. They add expectations.

The thing to remember is the ebb and flow. You are not always going to be on top. Treasure the moments you are, but don’t get wrapped up in it. Treasure the moments that you’re NOT on top too. They ground you. You learn just as much if not more. You WILL work again. Don’t give up on yourself! You are good! I’ll let Kate Winslet…my favorite actress on the planet take it from here….

Does the fear of failure ever go away?
KATE WINSLET: Fear is a great thing for an actor, because you have to confront it, you know. There’s always the feeling of “I can’t do this. They’ve got the wrong person.” This job is so exciting, and most of it is terrifying, but the day I say “That’s it, I know how to act” is the day it ceases to be interesting.

P.S. This post is ABSOLUTELY for a couple of my friends that are down on themselves right now. I love you and you’re INSANELY talented so snap out of it!

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