Surprising perhaps most of all to me, I’ve been busy with actor-y things this week. Since the closing of Windblown Wail, I’ve felt like summer is over, a notion which Chicago stubbornly refuses to humor. It’s been in the nineties all week and I’m not made for hot weather–I’m too pale and have too much big hair, and being sweaty is basically the worst thing I can think of. But I digress.
I’m participating in the Ex-Pat’s ADLIB festival this weekend, which should be a lot of fun and a chance to work with some lovely fellow Columbia alums doing some new short plays in a–ahem–very casual setting. I also got the chance to audition for a short film I’m very excited about–but I couldn’t be there for the live auditions so I had to send a video. Always makes me nervous, but like they said in school: keep it simple, don’t let anything distract from you, and engage with the material, just like a regular audition. There’s been a lack of roles for my age (and my type even more so) in the theatre scene this season, so a festival and a film audition in the same week was like Early Christmas. It’s a desert out here!
In related film news, the fate of Desperate Dolls is up in the air. I’m sure it’s not too late to invest in financing this film, if you’re so inclined via the link I provided (or if you have a rich uncle!), but we didn’t make our Kickstarter. I really believe in this movie and the creative team behind it, and the process thus far has been so rewarding! I don’t want to say any more, but I’m still holding out hope to be a part of this chilly little jewel of a horror film.
I’m trying very hard to keep busy because it’s very easy to be utterly depressed with the goings-on in the world (Syria, Russia, etc) and never want to leave the house. I really do believe that the arts are going to save us all (or at least our sanity). To that end it was very easy to justify spending $80 on Sara Bareilles tickets for her upcoming show at the Rivieria in October, just a few blocks from where I live, instead of paying my electric bill on time…or something. Viva la Sara, what are you going to do?
(You can still get your tickets for her tour here.)
How are you lovely folks keeping cool/surviving the horrible summer in news?