...and when it is your husband, that just rocks the world. I know that we are really alwyas proud of our other half (that really is a truism...he knows me so well)but he is an actor as well and actor types get critical of each other...even when they love them. (The joke that is SOO true...How many actors does it take to screw in a lightbulb? 100...1 to do the job and 99 others to say they could have done it better).
Neither Bob nor I was cast in Virginia Woolf. I was so proud of him and wished the director had read him more. I wish that I had enough guts to stand up and ask if he would read us together...would have been fun.
I got the best rejection letter that II have ever had from an audtion. It made me feel like maybe I'm not so bad and do have some clue as to what I am doing acting wise. The best part...Bob has been bragging to friends about my good rejection. He even told me he was proud of me the night of audtions...as I was of him.
Bob and I both are really starting to get the bug again...I think that means we both have something to say.
Saturday, January 24, 2009
Monday, January 12, 2009
I Auditioned...
...and it felt so good! Emerald City Players had auditions for "Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf?" last night and today. I had been enhcouraging Bob to audition. I think he would be great for the part...he needs to back on the horse...(he is a wonderful actor and hasn't audtioned for anything since he had to drop out of a show 5 years ago)...and I wanted hin to go for it.
Bob is an actor who loves the audtion process. He loves the immediacy of it, he loves the energy, the competitivness, the whole shebang...he just loves it. I, on the other hand, do not. I always feel like I am not giving enough or making connections with the other person auditioning...in general, I always worry that I am not pleasing someone enough. Acting...life...huh...not so much so differant.
On the way to auditions, Bob asked me if I was going to read. I really didn't know until I got into auditions. Martha is a part that I have always wanted to play but don't really think many people would cast me in. I'm small and she is bigger than life.
There were audition forms...I filled one out...I read. I don't think I did too bad...okay...I did really good. At least I went for it...I may have been over the top but I got to say her words at least once in front of people. I went for broke in my inappropriate outfit of saddle shoes and overalls...it just felt so good to be doing this strange thing that I have a passion for.
My Bobert did a tremendous read and I am so proud of him. He is scared of the lines..and George has a shitload. Having done the play so many years ago, I know George is such a hard roll for an actor. I know he can do this and I thought that he was the best person that night.
I wish that the director would have read Bob and I together. I wasn't real clear where he was going with auditions but that is his call and I don't have to know.
On the way home, we were talking and Bob said he didn't want to be cast and I really can't do the show...well, I could if work would cooperate. I think we both want to be cast and I want to do it with my husband. I think we could handle it.
More than anything...I want him to be cast. He would be tremendous and it is a role that he would have to work at. I think he's ready.
I am just glad I got to say the words out loud.
Bob is an actor who loves the audtion process. He loves the immediacy of it, he loves the energy, the competitivness, the whole shebang...he just loves it. I, on the other hand, do not. I always feel like I am not giving enough or making connections with the other person auditioning...in general, I always worry that I am not pleasing someone enough. Acting...life...huh...not so much so differant.
On the way to auditions, Bob asked me if I was going to read. I really didn't know until I got into auditions. Martha is a part that I have always wanted to play but don't really think many people would cast me in. I'm small and she is bigger than life.
There were audition forms...I filled one out...I read. I don't think I did too bad...okay...I did really good. At least I went for it...I may have been over the top but I got to say her words at least once in front of people. I went for broke in my inappropriate outfit of saddle shoes and overalls...it just felt so good to be doing this strange thing that I have a passion for.
My Bobert did a tremendous read and I am so proud of him. He is scared of the lines..and George has a shitload. Having done the play so many years ago, I know George is such a hard roll for an actor. I know he can do this and I thought that he was the best person that night.
I wish that the director would have read Bob and I together. I wasn't real clear where he was going with auditions but that is his call and I don't have to know.
On the way home, we were talking and Bob said he didn't want to be cast and I really can't do the show...well, I could if work would cooperate. I think we both want to be cast and I want to do it with my husband. I think we could handle it.
More than anything...I want him to be cast. He would be tremendous and it is a role that he would have to work at. I think he's ready.
I am just glad I got to say the words out loud.
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