Dear Dried Up Husk of a Blog,

I am sorry I abandoned you.

There are no readers, save the desperate ones that check every day to see if anything new has happened. I fear they too, have gone. Oh well. Que sera sera. We knew it would never last.

HOWEVER

My acting and tech journals are still part of my grades for their respective classes. I plan to shoot the bull for the days weeks I've missed and continue on.

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Acting Journal
3/4/11

Ivan went to opposite Canada for the week. He left us Robbie, who I'm not sure if he is a grad student or what. Anyway, we played some fun yet difficult games/warm ups that didn't totally end in disaster. We focused a lot on the rhythm of our radio pieces and I discovered mine to be much more different than I thought it was. It really has no rhythm. My partner sets up certain things and I totally destroy it. Perhaps that was the rhythm. Also, it was interesting to just get another viewpoint on acting. With Harris we never got an additional voice to teach us.

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Acting Journal
3/7/11

We had our short monday class today so we didn't do a whole lot. I love the game wink murder but I hate when Ivan gets involved. Moreover, I also in addition to enjoyed the jaw exercises as well also because.

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Tech Journals from 2/21/11 to 3/4/11

I have no recollection of these events as Iphigenia was happening and it absorbed my brain and soul. I think I remember something about building a floor unit? Something? Huh?

To Draft, Or Not To Draft, That Is Only Slightly The Question

Acting Journal
2/9/11

I guess today's big lesson was following impulses. It's really obvious to an audience if the actor has a gut reaction to something and suppresses it.

I really don't learn much from exercises that don't directly involve me. That sounds selfish, but I learn more when lessons can be specifically applied to me.

I have a few moments in my scene with Fred that require instinct and gut reaction, it'll be interesting to see how that all goes. I thought I had to be off book today. I didn't.

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Tech Journal
2/10/11

I didn't understand that we even had an assignment until Tuesday. It wasn't until yesterday that I specifically knew what it was, and even then my directions were only on a facebook message. So I got it all done from 3:30 to 5:30, when it was absolutely due. Then I couldn't find a rubber band. I have 10 million at home but not here. Amy and I finished the flat and joined it with Allie and Carl's.

Getting Behind

I'm losing steam in nearly all my activities, which aren't numerous. I'm in a lull, a funk, if you will. I'm lazy and spoiled and I don't really know what I'm even doing or how to handle life. I've lost a bit of my mojo.





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God only knows when he'll find his little way home. Until then, my creativity stagnates.

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Acing Journal
2/2/11

Ivan definitely gave everyone parts outside of their comort levels. I am no exception. He noticed from close to the start of class that I'm not confrontational even a little bit. He's given me a part in which I build to an angry dramatic climax that erupts into a physical fight. It's interesting because I saw the scene going differently, and Ivan keeps pushing me farther and farther away from where I want to be. It sucks, but I know I'm learnng and I know I will learn.

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Tech Journal
2/3/11

I know now when I miss class, I REALLY miss class. I feel like I'm really far behind and every time we do something I feel totally useless. I'm glad my partner has some idea what she's doing or we would be boned. Between trimming some wood too short and cutting the muslin the wrong way...I didn't have an awesome day in Techland.


P.S. The computer I'm typing on has keys that are impossible to use. I apologize for any spelling errors I didn't catch.

One Can Only Hope

Tech Journal
1/27/11

I am just now getting the feel for how hard my semester is going to be. While in Tech, it's hard to remember that I even have other classes. There's so much I have to worry about and it's getting me down/concerned. I don't always understand what I'm doing.

Rephrase.

I never understand what I'm doing. I know the flat's wrong, I know my drafting is wrong, it's all wrong wrong wrong. I don't know how to change it so I'm just doing the best I can and crossing my fingers. Maybe the hard work I'm putting in is going to be enough.

Whoops

Tech Journal
1/25/11

I've missed a day or two with my journaling. We met in the shop today, and it was kind of like, herereadysetgo. And then we were building things. Amy (hey girl hey) and I seem to work well together. We had no disastrous conflicts or problems. We were the last to finish because we were careful. And Amy forgot her sharpie so we had to wait to label everything.

Class was good, and I'm ready to do more.

Oh for Pete's sake

1/20/11
Tech Journal

It took me 5 minutes to realize that 201 would be my hardest class. Just something as simple as drafting a rectangle with some more rectangles inside was extremely difficult for me. I suppose it doesn't help that my parallel bar was broken; but then how was I supposed to know? I've never used one of those tables before.

Ed goes really fast and I can't always understand what he's saying, but I feel if I legitimately got lost and fell behind he would go back and come get me. It feels like he really wants us to learn.

This semester is going to kick my butt. I feel sorry for everyone that missed today's class. Good luck. Ha.