Not sure what is going on with Coronapocolypse now. We can go out and see people, but only one person, and only if we know them and stand two meters apart. If we don’t work at home, we should go to work, and see lots of people we don’t know, and we won’t be two meters apart.
On my blog, I start each new Coronapocolypse week with ‘Still Alive’. I’m glad I still am, because it would be really embarressing otherwise. No one knows my login details so I would remain ‘Still Alive’ until my webhosting ran out and the plug was pulled on my virtual world of waffle.
Drawing on Emotion for Acting
I find film far more challenging than theatre and today was particularly difficult as we were filming a funeral scene for the short film Duelo. To authentically feel genuine loss of a person close to my character, I felt that I needed to draw on a particular memory.
Okay, the whole of Australia is on fire, the UK has been dropped into Brexshit creek without a paddle, a boat, or a rubber ring, and everyone is saying we are on the verge of world war three. So, I suppose, in the scheme of things, me precariously wobbling onto another stepping stone in my acting career isn’t big news this week.
Actors often work as roleplayers in academic, medical and corporate organisations to help faciliate the learning of good communication skills. Organisations need people who can improvise, react authentically to the situation, use verbal and non-verbal cues, and feedback constructively on how the situation felt to them as their ‘character’