Exercise:Meh
Voice:Bach Magnificat
Reading:...
Participation:100
Description(if above 89):I did everything today. I worked my monologue, I did well in the warm up, I led the vocal part...And I'm humble, too! :D
I've started composing a bit to go with Genesis 1-1. I'm not entirely certain why I chose that, but I'm not doing it in English. French. Au commencement, Dieu créa les cieux et la terre. It's shaping up fairly well, We shall see what happens.
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
Ribbit.
Exercise:Running. About 10 minutes.
Voice:Had Philo today.
Reading:Gr. As I said, I had Philo tonight. It's late. I'm tired.
Participation:100
Description(if above 89):I rocked today. I did Meisner, and did much better than I did last year. Totally cracked up with Hope. And the walking was awesome and fun. And I am the reigning Gypsy Wrestling Champion!
Well, I like the whole animal bit we did today. I mean, I used to do it for fun. But Maybe I'll start playing with it more. I dunno. I'm just really tired now.
Voice:Had Philo today.
Reading:Gr. As I said, I had Philo tonight. It's late. I'm tired.
Participation:100
Description(if above 89):I rocked today. I did Meisner, and did much better than I did last year. Totally cracked up with Hope. And the walking was awesome and fun. And I am the reigning Gypsy Wrestling Champion!
Well, I like the whole animal bit we did today. I mean, I used to do it for fun. But Maybe I'll start playing with it more. I dunno. I'm just really tired now.
Friday, October 24, 2008
Thursday, October 23, 2008
Exercise: Running back and forth along Raritan 6 times trying to find people. And yes, I was consciously thinking, "Oh, I'm trying to find people quickly. I should run and take advantage of this instance."
Voice: Oh my. How about an hour's worth of range expansion? I was feeling really shitty, and I started singing, and let out all of my frustrations, and hit the highest note I've ever hit since my voice dropped. It was a G.
Reading: I'm starting Comedy of Errors again.
Participation: 100
Description(if above 89): I'm actually getting somewhere! YES! WOO! I'm not a failure! I even overcame my vast exhaustion for theatre today. And died immediately afterward. Yes, I am aware I am writing this journal late, but I think I am justified.
Well, may I just say that I literally could not survive without the arts. I had a rather powerful experience today. With music. I came home thinking I was about to eat and fall asleep. I ended up doing neither, as I felt as if I was about to vomit. But I started singing. 'Twas not a conscious thought, but I started singing. At the top of my lungs. And I slowly morphed into my head voice at around middle C. That's when I started chromatics. At this point my stomach was churning fairly intensely. But I kept scaling. Past D, E, and F, F#, and, finally, G! I got that grainy quality you generally hear in rock, but I hit that fucking note. And I held it. And I repeated it. And I almost collapsed from the pain in my stomach, but I took some Maalox and all was fine. But I mean, music is one of the main outlets in my life. It's the only way I know to get out frustration, and anger, and sadness. At least, the only way I succeed at that doesn't involve hurting people. But I don't want to do that anymore. At least, not outside of acting. There, I must give in.
Voice: Oh my. How about an hour's worth of range expansion? I was feeling really shitty, and I started singing, and let out all of my frustrations, and hit the highest note I've ever hit since my voice dropped. It was a G.
Reading: I'm starting Comedy of Errors again.
Participation: 100
Description(if above 89): I'm actually getting somewhere! YES! WOO! I'm not a failure! I even overcame my vast exhaustion for theatre today. And died immediately afterward. Yes, I am aware I am writing this journal late, but I think I am justified.
Well, may I just say that I literally could not survive without the arts. I had a rather powerful experience today. With music. I came home thinking I was about to eat and fall asleep. I ended up doing neither, as I felt as if I was about to vomit. But I started singing. 'Twas not a conscious thought, but I started singing. At the top of my lungs. And I slowly morphed into my head voice at around middle C. That's when I started chromatics. At this point my stomach was churning fairly intensely. But I kept scaling. Past D, E, and F, F#, and, finally, G! I got that grainy quality you generally hear in rock, but I hit that fucking note. And I held it. And I repeated it. And I almost collapsed from the pain in my stomach, but I took some Maalox and all was fine. But I mean, music is one of the main outlets in my life. It's the only way I know to get out frustration, and anger, and sadness. At least, the only way I succeed at that doesn't involve hurting people. But I don't want to do that anymore. At least, not outside of acting. There, I must give in.
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
Back....and forth......and back.....and forth....
Exercise:I walked briskly around town trying to find people for around an hour. In the cold. And wind.
Voice: Should I even bother writing this in? I sing regularly. Whether people like it or not. I practiced more by singing Caiaphas from JCS.
Reading: I'm pumped up about this monologue. I mean, I really should find another play to read, but I just keep on reinterpreting the words.
Participation: 100
Description(if above 89): I built a sculpture of chairs! Woo! I liked the power exercise today. Algusto Boal? Is that his name? He's cool.
So, I just noticed something. A very popular form of dance, pop-and-lock, has the goal of trying to seem robotic. Sorta. I mean, it's like an extreme version of the robot. However, simultaneously, on the tech side of things, people are trying to make robots move like humans. It's just odd. I dunno.
Voice: Should I even bother writing this in? I sing regularly. Whether people like it or not. I practiced more by singing Caiaphas from JCS.
Reading: I'm pumped up about this monologue. I mean, I really should find another play to read, but I just keep on reinterpreting the words.
Participation: 100
Description(if above 89): I built a sculpture of chairs! Woo! I liked the power exercise today. Algusto Boal? Is that his name? He's cool.
So, I just noticed something. A very popular form of dance, pop-and-lock, has the goal of trying to seem robotic. Sorta. I mean, it's like an extreme version of the robot. However, simultaneously, on the tech side of things, people are trying to make robots move like humans. It's just odd. I dunno.
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
Wow....This....Right...
Exercise:Jogging around town with a friend. About 15 minutes.
Voice:Practice for Philo. Working on getting my range down to that low C.
Reading:I'm working my monologue. Especially what with the scansion. Rereading it over and over to get the right idea.
Participation:100
Description(if above 89):Well, I'm totally kick-ass at the whole language thing. I'm even to the point where I can help others when I've learned it, what, 20 minutes ago? I'm feeling proud of me.
Okay, so I totally forgot journals existed. Anyways, I'm adoring the language work we're doing this year. IPA, well, it's become second nature to me. Still some fine tuning I could do, but I think they're specific enough to English that Mrs. Aladren might have difficulty helping me. Scansion, well, it just seems to come naturally to me. It's the rhythm of speech. And I love both rhythm and speech. It's just....:D:D:D:D:D!!!! It literally makes me happy to think that we're working with this. And now I leave you with some iambic penslameter:
Your face is making me feel nauseous, dude.
The sheer fact that you live on this planet,
makes me want to commit suicide.
Could you do society a favor,
And just go do the same (above) to you?
Voice:Practice for Philo. Working on getting my range down to that low C.
Reading:I'm working my monologue. Especially what with the scansion. Rereading it over and over to get the right idea.
Participation:100
Description(if above 89):Well, I'm totally kick-ass at the whole language thing. I'm even to the point where I can help others when I've learned it, what, 20 minutes ago? I'm feeling proud of me.
Okay, so I totally forgot journals existed. Anyways, I'm adoring the language work we're doing this year. IPA, well, it's become second nature to me. Still some fine tuning I could do, but I think they're specific enough to English that Mrs. Aladren might have difficulty helping me. Scansion, well, it just seems to come naturally to me. It's the rhythm of speech. And I love both rhythm and speech. It's just....:D:D:D:D:D!!!! It literally makes me happy to think that we're working with this. And now I leave you with some iambic penslameter:
Your face is making me feel nauseous, dude.
The sheer fact that you live on this planet,
makes me want to commit suicide.
Could you do society a favor,
And just go do the same (above) to you?
Tuesday, October 7, 2008
*SIGH*
Exercise:Slow-mo pilates all evening.
Voice:Practice for Philo (~20 min)
Reading:DOes Stick River count?
Participation:100
Description(if above 89):I've got this moevment thing DOWN! Go me. But of course I inadvertently chose some of the most obnoxious poses to travel between. But I can do it!
I am so weary right now, it's not even funny.
Voice:Practice for Philo (~20 min)
Reading:DOes Stick River count?
Participation:100
Description(if above 89):I've got this moevment thing DOWN! Go me. But of course I inadvertently chose some of the most obnoxious poses to travel between. But I can do it!
I am so weary right now, it's not even funny.
Monday, October 6, 2008
Oopsy!
Exercise:Soccer
Voice:Philo
Reading:Workin' the monologue.
Participation:100
Description(if above 89):Well, I actively contributed to conversation. Also, I'm completely off-book. And I managed to piss anyone off during class. Afterward...
So, since I stayed after, I don't actually have to do this. But just noting that I forgot about journaling for about a week in the rush of Sandman.
Voice:Philo
Reading:Workin' the monologue.
Participation:100
Description(if above 89):Well, I actively contributed to conversation. Also, I'm completely off-book. And I managed to piss anyone off during class. Afterward...
So, since I stayed after, I don't actually have to do this. But just noting that I forgot about journaling for about a week in the rush of Sandman.
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