Monday, July 19, 2010

Do me this solid

I had wanted to write about this a few weeks back, but procrastination and a couple of new DVDs got the best of me.

Anyway. I had the privilege of attending a short play rehearsal session with a (new) friend about three weeks back. The play is part of a festival that will be coming up in August, but regrettably I didn't manage to find out the name of this festival (mental note to self that I will).

The rehearsal, the first of many, was held at The Arts House. It was a short play, comprising of only 2 cast member, a scriptwriter (whom none of us have met), a director and a director's assistant (said friend). Save for me and friend, everyone else had just met for the first time. We pulled out chairs, sat around in a circle and did 2 initial rounds of reading.

I'd like to point out that at this juncture, it had suddenly felt like I was back in Acting & Directing class in third year poly and I haven't been in a "school environment" for a good 3 years so that had felt pretty invigorating. We spent the rest of the time tearing the script apart (it was only a 10 minute script, mind you) and putting it back again, analysing and re-analysing the words, criticising movements, playing and re-playing the actions in our heads etc.

Anyway, my point is that I had really enjoyed myself there because I was reminded of School; and I don't mean specifically in Crescent or NP or Murdoch, but School as in education and learning and inspiration and being inspired and encouraged creativity as a whole. I think sometimes, being in the right environment, and surrounding yourself with the right people is the most important thing you can do for yourself. Okay, that was a redundant point, but you get what I'm trying to say.

On a separate note, Miserable May zipped by without us (or me) noticing. Which is a good thing, as I could not make up my mind in May (how many 'Ms' could you count in that). Then, I spent a large part of June realising how little I know. Which was, you know, shit.

It is halfway into July now (we are 161 days away from Christmas, FYI), and it feels like I have come to a standstill. Okay, not standstill. Stalemate, maybe. There is no nemesis I am fighting against, but there has been no progress, no deterioration, no continuation, no momentum to do anything. It is almost like walking into the middle of a dual carriageway and then snapping a photo, such that the vehicles run past you in opposite directions. You would like to zero in on one vehicle to shoot, but you can't as it is either too fast, or one that you don't like.

But whatever. Here is my May and June in pictures. May the force be with you, July.

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