Another summer camp draws to a close...
Jul. 7th, 2007 06:35 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
missroseroseThe scene work class I've been taking (yes, I've been taking a summer acting class. No, I haven't written anything about it. Yes, I've been lacksadasical in updating my blog lately. Quiet, you) is finally over. Admittedly, "finally" is a relative term - it only went for two weeks. But two weeks of spending three hours a night weeknights and six hours on Saturdays still feels like a pretty big event. It felt a bit like the ending of some of the summer camps I went to as a teenager; I guess it's that same strange realization that people who've been a pretty intense part of your life are suddenly leaving it as abruptly as they entered.
Oddly enough, I think the best part of the class for me happened today, when we were doing a couple runthroughs of our scenes. David was having us try some different things, and then something (I'm not quite sure what, although it might have something to do with the fact that he was having my scene partner actually come up and touch me) clicked into place and I got angry. I mean, really angry. Which was fine, because it was an angry few lines, but made it kind of awkward because it was distracting - suddenly I couldn't remember what I was supposed to say. But it felt a lot more real than it had before, and I think I scared my scene partner a bit. Unfortunately, then it passed, and I was back to acting angry rather than being angry - although it felt a bit more real than it had, because I could remember saying those lines and being angry. It was frustrating, though, because I couldn't figure out how to get angry like that again, which is what the scene really needed to feel believable.
So I guess that's my homework, of sorts - figure out how to stop reading the lines and analyzing a given scene and start really feeling it. I just wish it wasn't so hard for me to do. Or that I even knew why it was so hard for me to do...
Oddly enough, I think the best part of the class for me happened today, when we were doing a couple runthroughs of our scenes. David was having us try some different things, and then something (I'm not quite sure what, although it might have something to do with the fact that he was having my scene partner actually come up and touch me) clicked into place and I got angry. I mean, really angry. Which was fine, because it was an angry few lines, but made it kind of awkward because it was distracting - suddenly I couldn't remember what I was supposed to say. But it felt a lot more real than it had before, and I think I scared my scene partner a bit. Unfortunately, then it passed, and I was back to acting angry rather than being angry - although it felt a bit more real than it had, because I could remember saying those lines and being angry. It was frustrating, though, because I couldn't figure out how to get angry like that again, which is what the scene really needed to feel believable.
So I guess that's my homework, of sorts - figure out how to stop reading the lines and analyzing a given scene and start really feeling it. I just wish it wasn't so hard for me to do. Or that I even knew why it was so hard for me to do...
