o o o o o!
one week to go. i hardly know what that means!
there are, of course, a number of things i don't want to think about where Leaving is concerned. but at least there's one thing that i couldn't possibly be more excited for: my dear dear friend Alex's production of The Seagull. he started a theater company earlier this summer and this is their first show, which, i am overjoyed to say, i'll be back in time to see. i've been looking forward to this all summer, but i just got an email from him today that almost made me cry it was so wonderful. if you go to Reddleman's website (that's the company) and just look at the pictures, you'll know why. just to know that we're a whole ocean apart and both so immersed in the incredible joy of making theater. and that in less than three weeks we'll be in the same tiny town in the same tiny blackbox diving into that same joyful insanity together! AHH! my emotions are of shakespearean proportions. O THIS WORLD! see what we can do in it!
(pause for a long sigh)
Pericles rolls along as a vessel on a briny sea... yesterday was longer than the complete works of Trollope, but i do think there are going to be some lovely things in this play. i admit, as much as i'm not looking forward to leaving, i am excited about being more involved in the (directorially) creative side of things again... i'm beginning to think i really do have to do something when i get back to school. but i don't know what! as evidence of my great mental shift here, i don't really care much now if someone else directs The Pillowman (the play i was obsessed with doing in the spring -- and which i got very upset over when i heard that someone else wanted to do it). but yes... now the question simply remains, what to do?! i would love to do something wild and lovely and vast (oh, why is nothing ever quite shakespeare?), but we shall see. there shall be much seeing. indeed...
and verily i have 45 minutes before i make the journey back to the rehearsal cave. (our theater is underground, which makes me feel a bit like gollum by the end of a twelve hour day.) and so i take my leave.
my final thought. young pericles' animal -- definitely a springer spaniel. and personally, i think once matt takes over as Pericles Prime, i should just become his dog. somehow i don't think my director would take to this idea, but personally i find it lovely. can't you just see me as this? can't you? yes. yes, you can.
there are, of course, a number of things i don't want to think about where Leaving is concerned. but at least there's one thing that i couldn't possibly be more excited for: my dear dear friend Alex's production of The Seagull. he started a theater company earlier this summer and this is their first show, which, i am overjoyed to say, i'll be back in time to see. i've been looking forward to this all summer, but i just got an email from him today that almost made me cry it was so wonderful. if you go to Reddleman's website (that's the company) and just look at the pictures, you'll know why. just to know that we're a whole ocean apart and both so immersed in the incredible joy of making theater. and that in less than three weeks we'll be in the same tiny town in the same tiny blackbox diving into that same joyful insanity together! AHH! my emotions are of shakespearean proportions. O THIS WORLD! see what we can do in it!
(pause for a long sigh)
Pericles rolls along as a vessel on a briny sea... yesterday was longer than the complete works of Trollope, but i do think there are going to be some lovely things in this play. i admit, as much as i'm not looking forward to leaving, i am excited about being more involved in the (directorially) creative side of things again... i'm beginning to think i really do have to do something when i get back to school. but i don't know what! as evidence of my great mental shift here, i don't really care much now if someone else directs The Pillowman (the play i was obsessed with doing in the spring -- and which i got very upset over when i heard that someone else wanted to do it). but yes... now the question simply remains, what to do?! i would love to do something wild and lovely and vast (oh, why is nothing ever quite shakespeare?), but we shall see. there shall be much seeing. indeed...
and verily i have 45 minutes before i make the journey back to the rehearsal cave. (our theater is underground, which makes me feel a bit like gollum by the end of a twelve hour day.) and so i take my leave.
my final thought. young pericles' animal -- definitely a springer spaniel. and personally, i think once matt takes over as Pericles Prime, i should just become his dog. somehow i don't think my director would take to this idea, but personally i find it lovely. can't you just see me as this? can't you? yes. yes, you can.
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