Soreness, thy definition is the lower half of my body.
SOooo... honesty time, people.
I haven't been blogging with much heart or consistency lately, because I've been feeling pretty down. However, I've come to the realization that I should have been doing it anyway! After all, the whole point of my decision to embark on this dancing enterprise was to explore all aspects of something that I love, and the whole point of the blog was to ruminate about a dancer's life in a way that could be helpful to others and that would keep me honest about how hard I'm really trying to succeed at this.
Ergo, I'm back. The final callback that has had me really bummed was this audition for Sleep No More, a rather revolutionary new piece of audience participation theater/dance spectacular:
http://www.nytimes.com/2011/09/07/arts/dance/sleep-no-more-is-theater-embedded-with-dancers.html?pagewanted=all
The audition was a week ago, and I've been trying not to think about it too often. Alas, when this much time has passed without another email/call, it usually means that the casting team has decided to go in a direction that does not involve you. Despite growing a pretty strong backbone after a year in this industry, the heavy feeling that I get when I feel someone or something I really want going in the opposite direction of me never really goes away.
So, I'm dealing with that, and going to another audition tomorrow. It's that whole "if you get off the horse for too long, it's much much much more difficult to ride" thing that I'm trying to avoid.
Thank heavens for my roommate, sparkles, and other lovely people/experiences to make things better:
Can you see me? Or are you blinded by muscles?!?! Gotta love birthday outings for my gay darlings.
Hugs, A Broadway Baby
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