That Was Your Cue! or can I once again escape with my life!

For those in my area, who might be so inclined, I am taking a turn in Rogue Theatre's production of The Real Inspector Hound. Starting tonight.

Suddenly I'm funny. Or so some think. Little did they previously know of my comic genius. I'm unleashing it on the world. Again. Surely this will be a profound stage episode...

But I will only be satisfied if I can pull off a second coming of "Cindy, that was your cue!" Yes, that is my challenge for this run!

Twenty-five years ago, or so, me and one of my acting mates in this show...who I shall not, uh, name...were in a show together. She played the house-help character and I played her boyfriend. We had multiple entrances and exits. One night, during the very quiet and concentrated "young lovers scene," my acting mate was sitting backstage, fully in preparation, etc. I went up to her and with urgency whispered "Cindy, that was your cue!" She jumped up, anxious, startled, and dashed on to the stage! Only to find herself in the middle of a scene in which she did not belong! LOL. I can't help it! she will kill me for sure even now! Anyway, the very surprised actors playing the intimate young lovers scene looked up at her...lol...she backed slowly off the stage...step by step...LOL. I ran like hell down to the men's dressing room and locked the door - never to come out - for the remainder of the run I think - save to go straight on stage and off.

Well, my un-named acting mate is once again playing as the house-help, with multiple entrances and exits! It will be difficult...and being the serious artist that I am...it goes against all ethical behavior...but...I think I have to give it a try.


Enjoy the show otherwise!

In Out

I am more than happy to talk about acting as an inner and outer process. In this day and age that goes against the grain of common attitudes and perspective.

But,

Actors create experientially what poets and other artists only describe - to borrow from or paraphrase Lee Strasberg. And once they do it, they have to repeat it, over and over, from one try to the next, from one day to the next.

In order for that replication to take place - literally as if for the first time each time - the actors body must follow a set of commands provided by the mind. And this happens actually on two levels so to speak. One level is the actor as artist...he/she percieving the work to be done. The Other level is the actor as the living material of the art, the stage experience. Sounds complicated, but its not. Simply put..."The mind asks and the body responds."

Beauty

Simplicity and Earnestness

The effects/results of ones yoga practice is found/measured in ones relationships with other people.

This being a blog dedicated to theatre(not to yoga), I mention that only to stress my non-trendy nature toward that type of practice, and/or toward actor training and preparation - and other similar pursuits. The practice, or the training, is something you just do, daily, and without fanfare, without showiness, but with hard work and dedication, perhaps in solitude, perhaps with others, but always with respect and with a gracious intent of improvement.