I don’t really have much to write about this month. Acting is going fine. Life as a student, frankly, is easy. I have another few months at East 15 whereupon I’ll graduate with my MFA, and, hypothetically, a whole lot
Sarah: A formal interview that I conducted with myself
To close out the year I thought I’d flex my newfound journalism muscles by sitting down with myself and conducting a formal interview. Please, enjoy. — It’s 4AM on a Monday morning and Sarah is sitting wrapped in a
Victor: Worst case scenario I’ll get a no, but at least I’ll be true to myself.
The afterglow of my meditation wore off all too quickly. It was like I had left my baggage at the Canadian border, and it was waiting for me when I got back. As soon as I returned, my cell phone
Jaylee: I am on my actor’s period
You feel unmotivated, underwhelmed, disappointed with yourself, your life – uninspired. It’s that time of the month again. The actor’s period. Yep. It’s the cyclicality to artistry. I’m there now. A friend of mine was there last week. Someone will
Christine: Is it Possible to Be a Disciplined Artist, or Is That a Contradiction? (This reflection took a strange turn)
I realized last week that the idea of discipline – rigorous schedules, consistency, accountability (at least that’s how I define it) – felt incongruous with being an artist. It felt especially incongruous with being an actor. I wrote about my
Matt: My commitment grew to something formerly inconceivable, all only possible due to a cycle of caring and failing
I told Christine—who runs this blog—that my next post, finally, will not be some personal whine lamenting the choices I have made… (Though, I albeit hope these meanderings are at least mildly entertaining). “My next post will be about acting!”
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,
Sarah: I no longer feel like my mind is a radio station trained between two channels
There is a movement called The Icarus Project that is dedicated to redefining mental illness as a gift that defies diagnosis. They believe that severe psychiatric disorders are sources of untapped creativity and genius that shouldn’t be medicated. Their website
Victor: I’ve spent years foregoing travel opportunities to wait for that big audition that may skyrocket me into stardom.
Has it really been just over two months since my partner and I separated? Every day seems so long, and yet as I look back, it seems like time has rushed by. At the end of August I was laying
Kyle: I’m exploiting the range of movement that a 6ft 9inch dancer can have
Another month has flown by, and the sharp edge of Autumn’s crisp mornings are in full effect. With new artistic ventures on the horizon, the future is looking bright. Although I have not found any jobs on the education side