Acting

I'm blessed enough to begin yet another wonderful acting opportunity. Gifted with the part of Juliet in an aviary Romeo&Juliet production. Best part is--my best (girl) friend is playing Romeo.

The work is already a blast.

But it leads me to wonder, as I speak of and contemplate my newest character, if I ever actually act. I speak from such a place of realty and I personally try to tie my character into myself as much as possible. It's probably not healthy, but it is the most comfortable and authentic way for me to portray a real person in front of a subconsciously-judging audience.

This, in turn, begs the question of whether I can act at all, or if I simply play the same character over and over again--the character of Alexis--of myself. I am drawn away from this point simply because I have played many different types of people, ranging from a cokehead babysitter to the concerned sister of Antigone, from a reefer-minded zombie to a goofy-cutesy-moody clown in love. These couldn't possibly be all the same person-----

or maybe it could.

Perhaps I play this person, this woman, this Alexis, as if she/I were born into/lived through the necessary stipulations that would create the character. I feel this limits me while at the same time making a character that one would be hard-pressed to argue is unreal.

Perhaps I play all of the different people differently. And perhaps they all live inside of myself.
Perhaps this is why I feel most comfortable when I seek to be the character.

Perhaps this is why I love acting--all of my weaker voices get an outlet.

Better projecting out my mouth than echoing 'round my skull




I'd love to see you at my most recent accomplishment.

Romeo&Juliet, Glaser Center Santa Rosa
Mar-Apr 2013