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Tonight marked off-book for Act 2, and I actually had to call for a line. What's sad about this is that I have practically nothing to say in Act 2. What happened was that I tried a few new things tonight, and that threw me off. However, the happy thing was that it totally helped pull the scene together, and I think cemented the other actors' lines.
I wore heeled shoes today, which I don't really do much any more. Whoever invented heels should really be soundly thwapped. Gah. If they didn't look so damn good on some people ...
We were also told to watch our posture tonight. A lot of the actors are slouching about the stage, and even more so when they're sitting in the chairs placed around the perimeter of the main stage space. I've been told that my posture's been excellent, though, so I just paid attention to what I've already been doing. It can be difficult, though: I remember taking a semester of Williamson movement in college, and we spent something like six weeks learning how to sit up straight. We'd walk out of class exhausted and sweaty and aching all over. From rib cage to butt muscles to shoulders, we were a mess. But then, as we acclimated, something clicked, and suddenly it was easy to sit up straight, and to walk with excellent posture.
You've got to do the work first. You can't just go in and think it'll be easy the first time. You need to teach those muscles, and force them to remember how they got there in the first place, and then to try never to do those things again.
Ever since college, I haven't forgotten. I'll slouch when I want, but when I stand, I stand tall.
I wore heeled shoes today, which I don't really do much any more. Whoever invented heels should really be soundly thwapped. Gah. If they didn't look so damn good on some people ...
We were also told to watch our posture tonight. A lot of the actors are slouching about the stage, and even more so when they're sitting in the chairs placed around the perimeter of the main stage space. I've been told that my posture's been excellent, though, so I just paid attention to what I've already been doing. It can be difficult, though: I remember taking a semester of Williamson movement in college, and we spent something like six weeks learning how to sit up straight. We'd walk out of class exhausted and sweaty and aching all over. From rib cage to butt muscles to shoulders, we were a mess. But then, as we acclimated, something clicked, and suddenly it was easy to sit up straight, and to walk with excellent posture.
You've got to do the work first. You can't just go in and think it'll be easy the first time. You need to teach those muscles, and force them to remember how they got there in the first place, and then to try never to do those things again.
Ever since college, I haven't forgotten. I'll slouch when I want, but when I stand, I stand tall.