so at work of late, i've been doing nothing but working on acting.  i can sorta hide a little bit and the place is too noisy for anyone to hear me talking to myself.


i've been reading up on sandy meisner, the creator of the technique that was taught to me in my BFA training.

i miss acting right now.  more than anything, i miss the connections between another person created when each person is truly listening to each other.  right now i'm surrounded by people who HEAR you, but aren't truly listening.  and it is like living in a padded room, not being able to connect to anything alive.


i haven't even directed anything now since the Pajama Game.  which was a decent show, I think.  I don't know.  parents liked it, but that's soo hard to judge.  my personal critique has some highs and lows. 


more than anything, i want to take all the people I enjoyed working with over the last four years either at thompson or at UND, and make art.  these people consist of Jesi Mullins, Joe Mack, Josh Brorby, maybe some Dustin Donelan and David Coulter, and some Chris Harder, if he ever came back from ND.

I don't know. 

i've been thinking about the best things i've done while at college....  a scene with Jesi where I was a nazi and she was my jewish love.  ha.  Bus Stop, where the character i played still fascinates me nearly a year after being cast as him.  Richard III, from Shakespeare, as well as Shylock from Merchant of Venice. 

i honestly don't know at this point if i'm a good actor.  i feel like i know nothing and something all at the same time.

i know i can direct.  which is something. 

and i know i want to do more playwriting, because i have many things to say through that medium as well.





and mr josh brorby, thanks for being in my directing midterm.  if you ever want to act again, and i have my theatre company going, i'd love to work with you again.   (since i know you'll be reading this)

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So it's been quite a while since my update.

Come check out Comedy of Errors April 17th-21st.  It'll be fun yo'.

Easter was very depressing. My grandmother is dying of cancer, which isn't fun for anyone.


So much final stuff.  Papers, scenes, movement pieces, vocal masques, blah blah blah.  Can't wait to be done.  One more year.  BFA auditions. bleh.



Thompson spring play happened.  It tested my nerves because the kids really didn't feel like making the effort to learn their lines.  But the play went off well, the audience enjoyed it, and lots of young students came out and did a good job, so I'm excited for the years to come, I guess.  Although, to be honest, I don't plan on directing at Thompson all my life.  Sorry, T-town.

I shaved my head for Comedy.  That's fun, right?