Well, 'Little Shop of Horrors' opened. I was terrified. It's been quite an eye opener for me, this project. For one, it's been a little while since I've had such a big challenge and it also happens to be the biggest job of my career so far. For two, working in a new way with a new director has been interesting. The show is a brilliant success and everything has worked out but it's interesting to come into contact with people that work in different ways. My weak point in acting has often been my movement. My (sometimes in the past) low body confidence has often caused me to feel insecure with movement choices when creating a character and so in this show when faced with a directer whose main skill is movement, I am faced with a challenge. I am a thinker. When I say thinker, I don't think I am one of those stuck-in-a-book actors, but I do like to make sure that everything, every movement, every joke comes from truth. Something which is sometimes hard to find in musical theatre.
But, the show is open, and I am learning something new every day. The cast are fabulous and I'm looking forward to settling into our short run now that rehearsals are over. Press night tomorrow. Fingers crossed for more lovely reviews.
Talking of low body confidence - this has been something that has had me torn up inside for years and years and I've finally decided to do something about it. No, I'm not seeing a shrink or seeing a hypnotist (all of these things I have considered), I am taking up Burlesque classes. And I am terrified. Ok so I've always been an impulsive person. But this sudden impulse requires me to stand on stage at Madame Jojo's in little more than knickers and some stickers on my boobs. Hmm. I am going to the classes with Tigz Rice (Burlesque photographer extraordinaire) and she is looking for increased body confidence too. There's no doubt about it, I will be eating a lot better and working out more in the build up to this momentus event BUT won't it be wonderful to stand on stage and feel beautiful and liberated? I hope so, Gok Wan seems to believe in this method so why can't I? If in december you find me locked away under a mountain of dorito bags you can guess it probably didn't go to plan......
It was my birthday yesterday. And what a lovely birthday it was. Cocktails with friends, dirty kebab, breakfast in bed, morning napping, new ipod and babiliss hair rollers (yes!), posh nosh lunch at the top of the oxo towere with my beloved, ring shopping (although I'm yet to pick the right one) and 'Betwixt' at Trafalgar Studios (brilliantly bizarre - although slightly upset that Ellen Greene had left the cast and I had not realised). 23. Don't think I can claim to be the baby anymore. Although, God bless those friends that will always be ten years older - you know who you are - (you will always be my favorites).
This morning I had my first meeting with Miles, the director and choreographer of our new Burlesque/Follies/Revue/Show/Spectacular at Proud Cabaret. Not much to report, lots of idea being thrown around - all of which I like. Let's just say, Madonna better watch out. Coco's going VOGUE.
Summer is quickly fading and christmas seems to be approaching quicker than is humanly possible. But this year I don't mind. If my luck carries on the way it's been going I'm happy for life to trundle along at whatever pace it wants. Love, work, family, friends. Yep, things are pretty peachy. (Ok, some sunshine would be nice but we can't have it all).
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