heat and screens and creeds

Hey there. Before I begin, just thought I'd mention, for anyone who may be following these episodes of my life and wondering how my Commedia Dell Arte and NIDA performances went, they were sweet as could be. Yeah, just thought I'd say that because it's a new school term now and we're moving on to other things, one of those things being screen acting.

Screen acting is hard. Like I knew it was hard, but it's so much harder than I'd even thought. We filmed ourselves at NIDA on Sunday, and it was pretty weird, embarassing, difficult, you name it ... we practiced a scene from a movie called Heat about these two characters that are beginning to fall in love - it's cute and deep in one. Sweet.

But yeah, you'd like think you were doing it right, feeling natural, totally "in the moment", and then you'd play it back and realize how crap you actually were. At least, by the feedback I received, I wasn't forced or fake, but I wasn't really totally natural either.

It was interesting to see what made you act natural though. For instance, when I was given something to hold like a waterbottle or a pen I loosened up; and my partner for the scene was really intense when she did the first take, so just when the camera started rolling for take two I made her crack up, so along comes "action" and voila, we have a natural smile. Now, if only we can figure out how to get rid of everyone's random habitual movements like head bobbing or squinting or lip biting..... Or for me, putting my tongue in my cheek when I'm thinking. I didn't know I did that, did you?

Well, there's always next week to get better. In fact, the whole term! I feel nervous just thinking about it. Let's hope it gets easier.....

Oh, and SALT started back up! Baz taught us about the Apostle's creed, proud to say I've been there done that, but I learned some new things too, so that's cool.

Yeah. Will write more later.

IIIIIIII, I, I, I won't worry my life awayay, heyayay, ohhh....

Just sitting here in my room with Trent (my laptop), listening to Jason Mraz's Rand McNally... gosh, his voice is amazing. I can't get over it. It's literally an instrument. Love it.

Umm ... yeah. What to write. I'm kind of procrastinating. Kind of not. Because it's a public holiday so I guess I can do what I want. But I suppose I could also be doing something more useful.
Just watched the season finale for Lost. What a waste of time. That was THE WORST ending I've ever seen. Ever. The only reason I'm still watching the silly show is because I've seen every single episode ever aired on Australian TV, so I guess since there's only meant to be one more season I may as well just keep watching. See how it ends. Yeah, I won't spoil the ending in case there's some avid fan somewhere who actually cares, but seriously ... the whole show is just going to end up with an infinite-loop-motif. Sigh. Epic fail.

I should practice my scripts for NIDA. The Devil Wears Prada scene and the Dead Poet's Society one. I like the Prada one much, much more. It's fun. I get to play Emily. Love her, love her. Even though she's a jerk. Ha ha. And I need tow ork out my costume. I think I'll get Beth, Kris and Naomi together sometime this week and help me work out what to wear. I shall take my Susan shoes for the Dead Poet's Society practice next week. And I'm hoping Jess and Claudia manage to get to the costume rental shop and find themselves some dresses for Pride and Prejudice because that would just be awesome. It's quite funny, some of the costumes are going to completely clash for the two characters that eveyrone plays - me for one, being completely fashionable and uptight in one, and then a lazy school-kid in the next .. then along with Jess's PP and dress, for her next scene she'll be barefoot and wearing a hospital robe.

Hmmm. Let's hope this all pulls together in the next two weeks; not to mention Commedia Dell Arte needs to work itself out ... and I still have to learn how to dance. Maybe I'll close the door and practice in my bedroom....

Anyway, signing off. Mulder and Scully await me for the next installment of the X-Files.

Till next time. - Erin Michelle

"I'm going home, to the place where I belong, where your love has always been enough for me..."

Ok, so I haven't written anything on here for a while ... excuse being I had nothing to write about ... but now I do! So here I am. Hello lovely person who cares to read about my life. I hope you'll find something interesting or amusing in this blog to brighten your day.
So there's that song, called Human by The Killers, I believe, with lyrics going something along the lines of "are we human, or are we dancers?" I had a somewhat mild but fast-talking arguement with a couple of friends about this song - me and Meg (the NON-dancers) against Asha (the one who looks graceful on the floor), and Meg and I insisted that we would rather be human than anything else...!

Well ... I'm sorry Meg. Maybe I'm not human anymore.

Or at the absolute least, there's something very, very wrong with me. All my friends must think I'm sick. Because I WANT to dance. For once in my life. I spent four hours at NIDA yesterday running aross the room, doing little head-turns and tricky foot-moves (tricky for me anyway), sliding across the floor and practicing lifts, and it was ... FUN. No way! Who knew? To explain to anyone who doesn't know me, I was dreading this dance-thing at NIDA for weeks - it was compulsory for our mid-year performance. I didn't think I danced. Apparently, as clumsy and choppy as it may look (compared to Yana and Jess, who are quite awesome hip-hop dancers), I do dance! So now my evil-mastermind-of-a-plan is to make an attempt to join the little dance class at the drama hall and psyche everyone out. Just for fun. Oh, and I need some excerise. Not to mention that reall, deep down, I've always wanted to be able to dance. Why not learn before it's too late?

So ... I'll end on a note of "get out there and follow your dreams!!"

Ha ha ha.