Remember two weeks ago I posted a behind the scenes pic from my photo shoot? Well, I am currently mired in the process of picking which photos will be presented to casting directors for the upcoming year. Here’s just one of a ton I’m wading through.Thanks Billy B!!!! Love that I have so many to choose from.
How does the saying go? “Work hard, Play hard.” Let me tell you that those never rang more true than this past weekend haha. With each new performance the Ivanov cast found new rhythms and cadences for their characters and for the play itself, so of course at each night’s conclusion we felt we deserved a pat on the back for “A Job Well Done.” Celebrating Jason’s birthday on opening night at Mel’s Burger, grabbing lunch at Deluxe and dancing at my apartment on Saturday, and saying our goodbyes over drinks and Mexican food at Amigos. We soaked up as much time together that would be allowed between eating, sleeping and performing lol. Below are even MORE pics from what we did after the lights faded and the audience had gone home.
I know many actors say this after the close of a show, so i guess you can add my testament to the pile, but this last production has changed me. sure the accolades, compliments and congratulations given after each performance were inspiring, uplifting and reaffirming but looking back over the rehearsal process that brought the Upper West Side Ivanov, I found new family members and friends.
At the first table read I felt extremely connected to a Guest, as if we had met somewhere before, struggling to find a mutual event or acquaintance that linked us. Being afforded multiple laughs from a woman named Zinaida (who i know will become a sister to me in the coming months and years) who seamlessly voiced all of the thoughts rambling in my head as we navigated through the anxiety and grotesque ridden world of Act Two. A heart-to- heart about Trayvon Martin and racial tensions in the South with Gavrila, a woman who never uttered a word, during a short ten-minute respite, allowed me to finally communicate my feelings and anguish about that sad event. Being afforded the opportunity to work with one of my dearest friends, Borkin to some, in a completely raucous scene was everything I could have hoped for our onstage reunion. The fits of giggles that happened each rehearsal watching Sasha compose herself as I had my “fits” right next to her on the couch. Having riveting discussions about the arts and its role in helping uncover the masks of prison inmates in South Africa with Ivanov, and learning a thing or two about communicating with the opposite sex from TB-ridden Anna and matchmaker Avdotya. Singing along to “Careless Whisper” as Kosykh played the melody on his saxophone, and teasing Lebedev on his vegan eating habits every chance i got. Loving every song choice that would pop up courtesy of DJ Lvov, at the cast club riot (lol) as Yegorushka showed us a thing or two about getting down on the dance floor. And lest I forget the moment when Shabelsky’s improv of “make it rain” made me break character on closing night as I was carried offstage.
Whodathunk that going into this Chekhovian world, seen through the eyes of Anouk and performed with passion, grace, and love would allow me the chance to make such deep connections with a great group of people?
This is why I do what I do. Sure filling someone else’s shoes for a short time is rewarding but its the relationships forged in the rehearsal room that can be trans-formative and everlasting.
To the cast of Ivanov: Thank you. I love you all and could never have dreamed that this would be the end result. 🙂
Man, oh man, am i pooped this morning! Last night was tech rehearsal for the upcoming production of Ivanov, and as with most techs I really got to learn more about my cast members and laugh until morning (almost literally). Be on the lookout for a video from last night later today but to whet your appetites until then: a few photos.
Happy Tuesday 🙂
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