|follow every rainbow
||[Oct. 19th, 2007|09:32 am]
Last night I was a little nervous about doing a narrative show down a kitten. Kaci was winding her way to Los Angeles, so it was just me, Kareem, and Valerie. Okay, so I was very nervous. I always am. I usually can't eat, or watch the shows that come on before us, or anything. I guess that's the way it should be, but I tire of it.
We decided to just do a longform story, with no additional structure. The only stipulation we put in was that we'd all start out onstage together.
Anyhow, it went great. It was a story of nuns, of wolves, of mountain climbing, and of escaping, both physically and metaphorically. And there was some singing. It's probably useless to go into any more detail... except to say that I got the whole audience to howl at some point, after endowing them as my pack.
We sold a t-shirt, which is usually a sign our show went well. We've been on an upswing lately, and it can mostly be traced back to the 3-for-All workshops. We've been hardcore committing to our choices, taking our time.. working on simpler plots..., using smoother transitions, and trying to imagine our surroundings and clothing and such more thoroughly. I actually forgot to think about a lot of that stuff last night during the actual show, but maybe that's a good thing. I think my spacework kinda suffered because I didn't hardcore imagine things precisely, but oh well.
I've also been studying story structure more, in part spurred on by Kareem's veracious appetite for studying the mechanics of good storytelling. So I've become more aware of archetypes... like the mentor character, the journey into the "special world" and of a confrontation with death. It's all helpful stuff, but I did notice last night that it was a little harder for me personally to let go of that stuff. I like to just let the story carry me, and it did, but I could also hear a voice in the back of my mind saying "The woods are your special world, go there". Good? Bad? I dunno.
There's so much to work on, to get better at. I'm constantly inspired and awed by what's possible, and what's yet to be done... especially when you consider that we're basically playing a grown up version of "Let's Pretend."
Sometimes I miss the concertina... the ukulele... may radio show. I definitely want to give more attention to playing music at some point.
But this is my art. This is what I do. This is who I am. And it's wonderful.