Cheater
Each man to his own specialty. (My recollection of a Godot quote, probably not the actual quote.)
And now for something completely different.
I admit it. I’ve been cheating on Mr. Beckett. There, I said it. I’ve been cheating in a big way all week. And it won’t be the last time.
Yep. I’m stage managing again. And I’ve gotta admit, even to myself that it feels good to be doing so again.
So first, the plug. This is the show that I’m doing: Radha Blank’s SEED.
It’s interesting. It’s thought provoking. The design is awesome and the actors are powerful. It’s also still in previews for another week.
Anyway.
My experience doing these things simultaneously speaks to the wisdom of University programs, my alma mater’s included, that have their students try their hand at many different aspects of theatre as a part of a well rounded theatrical education.
It’s nice to have a fresh idea of the plight of an actor in my brain while I’m SMing. I’d like to think it makes me more empathetic when I’m deep in the land of 14 hour work days. You’d have to ask the cast about whether or not it’s actually working, but it’s a nice thought isn’t it?
Though Gemini that I am, it’s an interesting jump back and forth. Artistic multiple personality disorder. And perhaps some kind of grass is always greener on the other side of the tech table thing.
And in some way I have to be careful what I wish for. Friends, family, the voices in my head keep telling me relax Marci, act. Be an actor. Take some long pauses and relax. You have an amazing team to take care of you and you don’t have to stage manage your own show. Think of it as a gift and go breath or meditate or something. Om it up and calm down.
Well, now that I have all the stage managing I can handle I am less inclined to push about aspects of my own show that don’t involve pauses and ellipses. And there was much rejoicing by the production staff I’m sure.
And now back to your regularly scheduled life and my regularly scheduled scheduling.
