The Out of Ink 2014 experience is over and I’m beat.
Had a great experience all around. Got over some acting anxiety, some self-consciousness about directing someone else’s piece for the first time, and was happy to let others take the reins on the piece I wrote.
Did it. Boom. And there are photos so I can actually convince myself it all happened.
Next year the festival will be at Hyde Park Theater, which is a great motivator to get something good in for that. But it’ll be at least six months before I need to start thinking about it.
piece I got to direct with Suzanne Balling and David DuBose (photo credit: Kenneth B. Gall)
piece I wrote (with Amy Chang and Rachel Hoovler) (photo credit: Kenneth B. Gall)
main piece I acted in (with Christi Moore and Garry Peters) (photo credit: Kenneth B. Gall)
last minute introductory piece I got to act in with Gricelda Silva (photo credit: Kenneth B. Gall)
The month of firsts continues tomorrow with my first acting gig in someone else’s play since college when I played Nobody #One and That Guy In Armor#2 in Mary Stuart.
This time it’s another short play for Out of Ink by the estimable Carolyn Kennedy who does stuff with this group.
Anyway, I play a young heavy metal dude who may or may not have a background in finance and uses the F word a helluva lot.
Bonus: my kids will be with me for the first rehearsal so they get to hear more swearing in 90 minutes than they’ve probably heard come out of my mouth in the past 10 years. Yes!
(double-bonus: another first tomorrow is my 10-yo competing in a music memory test)
It’s a month of firsts around here.
Yesterday, the 8-yo pitched for the first time. Tomorrow I get to direct someone else’s play for the first time.
My friend Nettie has a short piece in ScriptWorks’ Out of Ink festival this year, and she asked me to direct it. I get to work with two awesome actors, Suzanne and David, who have oodles of experience in town and elsewhere. I expect it to be challenging and rewarding and all that other garbage people talk about.
Trying to prep myself for it this afternoon. The best part is that the word Groovy is spoken multiple times. Which just makes it rewarding in and of itself.
I hope I get a director’s chair.
So proud of this kid today. He’s been quietly excited about it for days, since the coach told him he’d get a chance to pitch on Saturday. We’ve been practicing at the park, in our driveway, in our backyard. The 8-yo blew me away today. Struck out two and walked one in his first inning. Feels good.
Man, I had such a blast last night at the Spiderhouse ballroom with Ava, Tristan, Javi, Ashleigh and the producers for Testify.
I was crazy nervous before-hand, kept picturing myself quaking up there, unable to put words together. But it felt easy once I started.
More of that, please. I’m hooked!
Hey, I get to do this…
… in a couple of weeks. With buddies Ava Love Hanna and Tristan Mercado (and more!).
The theme is “coming clean.”
They’re going to be talking about really embarrassing things, but I’ll be talking about what a great citizen I am. A well-balanced night.
Oh, so yeah, I gotta get working on the piece. And figuring out what it’ll be like to hold a microphone. And deciding what kind of beer to have after the show. Important stuff.
See you there!
Okay, have big potential theatrical plans for June. They are:
1) Play this character in a short play by Carolyn Kennedy:
BILL, 30, reed thin, is attired in the full regalia of heavy metal. His colorful hair shoots from his skull in loong, apoxyed spikes.
2) Have my own short play It’s Time as part of the ScriptWorks Out of Ink festival
3) Do a reading of a new piece at my house and invite some people over
And, um, that’s it. Are those really big dreams? Dunno. Hoping at least some of that stuff happens.
Toying with the idea that people could rent out their homes for small fees to host intimate productions to help fill the gap left by dwindling theater options in town.
Maybe something similar to an airbnb concept but for performance art.
Intrigued by the idea of hosting 15 or 20 people at my place and trying to put on a play in the sparse space. What would I need? For starters:
- A sign
- Some kind of light setup (at least on/off)
- Beer & wine for suggested donations
- A great script
- Awesome actors
- A good attitude
So there. Watch this space!
So tonight is when I get locked in the Off Center with a bunch of other well-intentioned crazy folk to do this:
All. Night. Long.
Is it okay for me to say that I approach it with a sense of both excitement and dread? I’m excited about the creative process, and about coming up with a play in a ridiculously short period of time.
But my memories of trying to stay awake and be creative and shaking off jittery restlessness at three in the morning are also fresh in my head.
We’ll see what comes of it. I’m excited to sleep a bit during the day Saturday and see what the whole crew comes up with Saturday night.
You should come, you loyal following, you should come!
Hey, so that fantastic Kyle Zamcheck has now created a short (3:49) trailer of the play, which is a cool recap of the piece. Gives a good sense of tone and brings back some great memories.
Here it is: