Wednesday, 17 October 2012

At Sea

It's the night before the opening play. My Dad came in to have a small chat about how I felt and all that, and he brought up a good thought for me. If you look at the audience as a whole, it'll look really scary. But, if you look at each audience member individually, you'll come to see that there are only individual people looking at you through their own eyes. Not anybody else's, not a lens, but with their own eyes. For some reason, this comforted me... He also knew the way I was feeling in an instant. As if I was alone on an island, or stranded in the middle of the sea alone. Mrs. Moon, if you can read this, I'm really really scared right now. I wish I could suck it up, but the more I try, the more stressed I get. I wish there was a way where I could not annoy people with this worry, but it's just the way I am I guess. What comforts me to know though, is that I have the greatest theatre companion that I could have ever asked for, and I thank you for that so much. I'm greatful to know that I'll be acting alongside Sammy. You were right on the audition day when you had told us we had some good chemistry between each other. I don't know why I'm typing all of this, but I feel like my head's gonna pop if I don't. And, if I could. I wanna talk about Sammy's synergy up there with me. He makes it feel as if I'm actually there as my character, and he's actually there as his. And when he goes back into his catatonic state, it just feels so real. I can't help but cry my eyes out at that point, even though I do try to stop.

To all who may read this, whoever you are, go with peace.
Mrs. Moon, thank you for this opportunity. Thank you for creating a closer brother for me.

1 comment:

  1. Dear Christian, I am so sorry I didn't see this post earlier. However, I did know you were feeling this and I have been praying for you daily as a result. That you would have confidence and courage and that you would see yourself as I see you and as others see you...that the voices of doubt that plague you at times would be stilled and overpowered by the voice of truth and perspective. As it turns out, I feel my prayers were answered. You were so real in your role and many people commented on this fact. They believed you. What more can we ask right? As for crying in your scene with Sammy, never apologize for that. That means that your heart has been stirred by the role and by the words. We all need a heart that can be stirred and moved and broken right? Theatre can and hopefully does stir us, move us, shake us, torment us, change us. I think you are wonderful and I am very proud of you.

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