Short film audition about a mom finally found and I'm thrilled with the writing, hoping for a call back which I rarely get from these at home, sent in auditions. I'm actually glad I'm at this point, the place where people can view me as a mom, an aunt, a nurse, a cop...these roles are the bread and butter of the industry but for so long my "look" was such an outside box. It's all coming, I've hung in, I've done my time and I want the meaty, meat of the roles, I'll take bread and butter, but it's time...give 'em all to me and keep filling my plate up. My beast suggested we go a bit more all out and he'd bring in the professional gear along with ring lights and even do the editing real quick...what would I do without this type of support system, someone who believes in my art when no one else would pay attention. Find your tribe...find them and don't ever let 'em go! They didn't need my tape until Monday evening but I had booked a print job for the day and my reader/lighter/camera operator was to be at work. I had a day and a half with about 3 pages of dialogue, one being a small monologue into a spoken word side, then a scene between me and my son all the while of performing Fri/Sat and Sun in the play. I pushed it all in and by Sunday ( after the show and talkback, 3rd quarter of the Superbowl caught up at a friend's house and then racing home to look over the sides a few more times before shooting ) evening before bed, I put that bad boy to rest...wish I had the extra day but I couldn't figure out how to get it done without stressing. One thing going wrong would've put this audition at jeopardy and I had already kinda passed on one already because of content. Hitting some funny snafus along the way, made it all worthwhile as I needed the much wanted laughter although at the most inopportune time, I took it and enjoyed the moment. I sent it with much love just hoping for another chance to be able to read it once again with all the focus I'm used to giving during a read and just got word, it's a CALLBACK...and a face to go with it!!! Can't wait to show 'em what I'm really working with this evening and then go back to prepping for another theatre audition for Monday. With all this goodness happening, I had to show the fun stuff of what can go wrong while self taping at home...especially when you've got a bull dog!
"Bee Luther Hatchee" is going on it's 5th weekend, that's only 2 more to go and I can't believe, just like that, it'll be over. The process of rehearsing, pushing the character choices, playing with your space and working your art comes to an end for a show - this I love, this I truly adore and am in awe with as I see that every night's performance is different. God, I love theatre and I am thankful to be vested in worthwhile projects that always mean something, always have something to say. Plus, getting to hang out in the back alleys of Sierra Madre during intermissions have been part of my Sunday delights! I want to do as much theatre as I possibly can, while I have the time...who knows what the future may hold so I must work my art to the fullest so that I can say, I've performed at almost all the houses in L.A. Thanks for all the energy sent, the love wished and your presence known ( Malik, Kimba & friend then Oded & Oscar - MUAH )...you've made my work that much more inspired...<3 to infinity!!! Having the NAACP rep in the house was another wonderful seal of approval but that little girl, wanting to make sure she got a picture with "Libby Price" made my work that much more meaningful. That girl, with curly hair and interesting look is my journey in this world...to make it easier for her so that she may not be judged or put in a category by what she is viewed as but by her work is my goal in every room, on every stage and with every show I'm a part of. I'm gonna keep working hard for this little lady here and the countless others that are just "different!" <3 to art and <3 to me/you making a difference any way you/I can, whenever you/I can - don't ever give up, someone is watching and counting on you!!!
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