Busy Weekend (Part 2)
While shooting that Algonquin film, I also found out from one of the other actors that one of the many short films I was supposed to be working on had already started shooting without telling me. There's a longer story there, but i don't feel like getting into it right now. I'm just annoyed that getting screwed over by an independant film has been happening alot to me lately. On the bright side, that same actor told me that I was probably quite lucky to not be involved since they don't seem to be very well organized.
Small favours, I guess.
I didn't have too much time to dwell on this however. I had what I thought was a callback on Sunday for another short film. It turns out that it was more of a rehearsal than anything else. The director just wanted to see how the lead and I would interact together. The verdict was positive. I got the part.
Once that was done, I had to hurry back downtown to Arts Court for my Salamander workshop. We did another two hours of singing (which I think is going to be the norm every Sunday), followed by an hour and half of movement work and a brief intro to the text. Homework for this week: spend 45 minutes to an hour every night working on the songs we're learning, read the folio version of Measure for Measure and pick out the spots where a character enters and exits, and increase my work out routines to include more yoga and activities that build my endurance.
I'm not eactly sure when I will find the time for all this, but we'll see.
I checked my messages and found out that my "husband" for Possible Worlds was violently ill and so rehearsal that night would be cancelled. That was a shame because things had been going so well lately; I had been really looking forward to it.
It did give me a chance, however to speak with the coordinator for the Shakespeare Young Company. We had a really great talk about where I am at compared to some of the other people in the company. She pointed out that I have great technical abilities from all my years of training and that I work very hard. Too hard even. She told me that now I need to relax and just know that the basics are there for me. They are already ingrained in my body and all I need now to sit back and play.
It's not the first time I get that piece of advice and I told her so. She told me I must have had some really great teachers (don't I know it!)
By the end of the night on Sunday, I was beat. But it was a good kind of tired. One that comes from knowing that you've been working hard on something you love.
Small favours, I guess.
I didn't have too much time to dwell on this however. I had what I thought was a callback on Sunday for another short film. It turns out that it was more of a rehearsal than anything else. The director just wanted to see how the lead and I would interact together. The verdict was positive. I got the part.
Once that was done, I had to hurry back downtown to Arts Court for my Salamander workshop. We did another two hours of singing (which I think is going to be the norm every Sunday), followed by an hour and half of movement work and a brief intro to the text. Homework for this week: spend 45 minutes to an hour every night working on the songs we're learning, read the folio version of Measure for Measure and pick out the spots where a character enters and exits, and increase my work out routines to include more yoga and activities that build my endurance.
I'm not eactly sure when I will find the time for all this, but we'll see.
I checked my messages and found out that my "husband" for Possible Worlds was violently ill and so rehearsal that night would be cancelled. That was a shame because things had been going so well lately; I had been really looking forward to it.
It did give me a chance, however to speak with the coordinator for the Shakespeare Young Company. We had a really great talk about where I am at compared to some of the other people in the company. She pointed out that I have great technical abilities from all my years of training and that I work very hard. Too hard even. She told me that now I need to relax and just know that the basics are there for me. They are already ingrained in my body and all I need now to sit back and play.
It's not the first time I get that piece of advice and I told her so. She told me I must have had some really great teachers (don't I know it!)
By the end of the night on Sunday, I was beat. But it was a good kind of tired. One that comes from knowing that you've been working hard on something you love.
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