Showing posts with label Therapy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Therapy. Show all posts
Wednesday, September 21, 2011

Experimentation in Progress

Not Actually Uncle P

So I started playing with the blog's look today. I am definitely NOT finished. This particular format is much like my original layout, though the colors are more like my most recent. I kind of like the fonts, but the layout and colors are BORING!

I'm going to play around  with it a bit tonight, though I probably won't save anything for a few days, in the hopes that you all tell me you hate this look as much as I do.

Of course, if I do make changes tonight, I'll be sure to up date you on them. I'm doing some creative stretching. I may have mentioned that I need a jump start (or something).

 Ever feel like the world is a very strange and unfamiliar place? One would think that at my age, that wouldn't be an issue. But at times, the world seems completely alien and unreasonably random; an unknowable and illogical place where nothing we do has any meaning at all. I may have mentioned my bout with depression in the 90's and how therapy was the best thing I ever did for myself. This is not that.  This, I think, is simple restlessness. A need for change and hopefully, growth. I'm just starting a little small... "Baby steps!"



More, anon (maybe even more anon than usual)
Prospero
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Tuesday, July 14, 2009

My Next Project

No, not with this company or cast (how cool would that be?), but with Shakespeare '70, the company for whom I directed The Skin of Our Teeth last fall. Still, some cool folks with whom I'll always be happy to play. I'll be playing Alfieri, Eddie Carbone's
lawyer and family friend. Alfieri is sort of the play's Greek Chorus, narrating events for the audience and commenting on situation.
I just got my script tonight. I haven't read the play in many years, and while I know it's a tragedy about family loyalty and social honor, I don't remember many of the details.
My rock, K, is directing, and my dear D and I get to appear in a play together for the first time. And Janet and I are in a play together again, a rare and happy thing (though we have yet to find the perfect vehicle for 'just us'). Nicole, my "Chicklet" and "Jane," is also on hand, as well as my friends Pat and Mike (both in "Skin..."), so it's a bit like old home week.
I haven't acted since February of '08 when I played Rick in Larry Shue's hilariously silly American farce, The Nerd, which also happened to be directed by K (though for a different company) and starred Pat. This role couldn't be more different (or the play, for that matter). So tonight most of the cast (we still don't have an Eddie) got together for a nosh, a drink or two and the handing out of scripts. I love being part of a hand-picked cast, and working with folks I know so well. You build a chemistry and an understanding of each others' processes and it all works toward something that only those who've been there can understand.
More details about this production of Arthur Miller's A View from the Bridge can be found here.
Ironically, I'm hoping a role in a somber piece like "View..." will help me over the last lingering vestiges of my recent depression. Digging my teeth into a character so unlike myself will be so therapeutic...
More, anon.
Prospero
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