Today marks the last day of script analysis class. Seriously? I wish we can go on and on with the class because as the weeks progressed, most of us grew sharper in deciphering texts within minutes. I certainly went from sucking at script analysis to getting better. I say getting better because I know I still suck, and it's still a work in progress. But at least I'm not far off or spacing out when breaking down a script (I swear, sometimes, I have ADD and cannot focus on reading a script). Now that I have the tools, every step I take in acting out the scene will become clearer for me. When it becomes clearer to me, it will definitely be clearer to the audience. Woo! I feel super accomplished. This back-to-the-basics method/mentality really taught me to appreciate the words a lot more than just pulling shit out of my ass. Seriously. I feel more confident as an actor. I cannot wait to return to TBG this fall/winter with my newfound set of skills. P.S. Industry showcase is this winter. Gotta start prepping. #peeinmypants
Monologue 8: Searching for My Mother
Whao, I totally forgot to post a blog entry for this monologue when I was done one and a half week ago. This monologue is super special to me because I used it for college acting auditions. When I was 17 and working with this monologue, I felt I had to be big in my breath and movement. I had to "act" older and pretend to be a valley girl. I definitely see some diva in her that i really liked. After working on my craft for a few months, I just look back at how silly I was to do it the way I did in 2006. I definitely over exaggerated every line. As I grow as a performer, I realized less is more -- this is a philosophy taught at The Barrow Group.