So class is over for another year. How was it? It was revealing – again. I learned a lot from the scene work that went up; from the scene work I did; and – moreover – from the scene I failed to get up. That last element would take some explaining, and is more personal than I like to talk about here.
I am fully committed to taking class throughout 2011. I feel there’s been a change in my work, but there is much to do. I’ve been pondering if it’s worth applying for auditions etc. but I don’t feel ready yet. It’s all very well trying to swim at the deep end, but the water isn’t particularly inviting.
There are daily opportunities on casting websites, but there’s no rush. Instead, I’m reading around the subject – imbibing plays and the politics of eras the writers lived in. That way, I can better understand what I, the actor, need to bring make the character and the scene live. An actor is never fully the character – that can’t happen. So what the audience see is a character interpreted by an actor working on internal dynamics and a true sense of relation to the the character.
Last night, the subject of drama school was raised. I’m not in a situation where I can even consider that, and Sam’s month long intensive courses is provision enough: I can just about process all the information laid out in those three hours. Not sure I’ve ever been one for formal institutions anyway.
Music reviewing is pretty much at an end here now. After giving that game years of my undivided attention, I can say that it helped me develop specific taste for a certain music, sharpen my writing, and learn how to be even more caustic than I already was. So, yes – change for 2011. The unwinnable war is over.
Finally, Self Made might get a theatrical UK release in early 2011, so it should be interesting to see what kind of a response that gets if it goes ahead. What outcomes do I envision for 2011? None. It’s the work that matters.