This is the last post I will write as a student. By this time next month, I will have finished my last show and will be waiting for my graduation ceremony. I’m terrified. For the first time, I will be
Sam: I have trouble saying that I want fame, but I want the same opportunities as them!
It’s 2003. My dad and I are on the couch, ready to sci-fi-out. I’ll be honest, I don’t remember all of the details, but there were probably snacks spread out in front of us: an assortment of chips, popcorn and
Sam: My director, before opening night, actually told me: “Don’t be afraid to be ugly.”
I would be backstage before curtain putting on a whole mask of makeup: layers of mascara for full lashes, liquid liner for a perfect cat’s eye, and blood red lipstick. I curled my hair, and had a friend pin it
Sam: I’m trying to find the courage to leave the work behind [Thoughts on the Rehearsal Process]
I’ve crashed head first into my character… it both physically and emotionally hurts. I don’t think I’ve ever taken a character so seriously. Rosita, in Lorca’s Dona Rosita the Spinster, was given to me for our latest production: my chance
Sam: My resolutions include dipping my toes in the sea, writing a love letter & riding the scariest roller coaster I can think of!
I don’t usually make New Year’s resolutions. Couldn’t tell you why! It’s just never been a tradition that’s seeped into my family. But this is (once again) a New Year. More than that, it’s 2015. A nice, round number. So
Sam: When the scene finished, I felt every bit of it on an emotional level. It hurt. The idea of character now sounds like this horrible demon.
RUSSIA: PART II I didn’t quite beat the system, but I sure as hell learned to work with it. In my final scene at the end of four ridiculously exhausting weeks, I went from laughing, genuinely and joyously, to crying,
Sam: They want me to be myself onstage, but I can’t do that. I’m afraid of being a fraud.
The Russians are kicking my ass, and I can’t wrap my head around why. I’m fortunate enough to be studying in Moscow right now. At GITIS. Where acting- or what is now today seen to be the art acting- was
Sam: “Acting is Not a Profession, It’s a Hobby” — As My Salt Beef Sizzled, A Stranger Gave Me Some Advice…
Work work work work work. Am I complaining? Not at all. It’s work that I love… I feel like I’ve said that so many times throughout these blogs that maybe it’s coming across as me trying to convince myself. But’s
Sam – I’ve Come Up With a New Job Description For Me As An Actor: an Experientialist
I got a new script in my hand ten days ago. Those crisp, new pages. Unmarked by highlighters and pencils. Un-crinkled by countless read throughs and awkward juggling as you to try to act on your feet with it in
Sam: Summer Vacation and Finding New Ways to Be Creative
I’m in a strange place right now: summer vacation. Summer is here, and it’s the like the creative rug has been pulled out from under my feet. And very quickly. So quickly I’ve landed on my butt, and now I’m