Add this to the list of unexpected outcomes from this resumption of my acting habit – this arrived in the family mailbox this week: It’s a promotional mailer advertising the Long Beach Playhouse’s upcoming Studio Season – and they’re using
Compassionate mental care
Victorian-style: Myself as Renfield and Barney Crow as “Attendant”
This show comes with a dry-cleaning budget
So many different types of blood necessary for this play. Blood that can spray across the face in watery streaks. Blood that can sit visible on the stage floor in thick, fat drops. Blood that can be safely ingested. Blood
Bruised and happy
I have a very dramatic fall. We staged it Thursday night. To fall sideways safely, the sequence (quickly and fluidly) is knee-hip-wrist-elbow-shoulder-back-head. Each bit absorbs SOME of the gravity so that no one part absorbs all. Most stages are going
Whoah – I have a new Whedonverse connection!
So, this is the gentleman playing Dracula in our show: IMDB credits here. He was in an episode of Dollhouse! Of course, I abandoned Dollhouse after two episodes and never re-visited it, so I haven’t seen his episode, but still…Whedonverse!
Okay, it’s not a closet, but it’s LIKE a closet
It’s about time I confessed something… I am…um…ahem… I seem to be an actor again. I have posted before about how my sporadic stage appearances since college have largely happened accidentally; and that’s essentially true. I didn’t pursue many opportunities