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In art school, Phil Hansen developed an unruly tremor in his hand that kept him from creating the pointillist drawings he loved. Hansen was devastated, floating without a sense of purpose. Until a neurologist made a simple suggestion: embrace this limitation ... and transcend it.
Incredible.
"Lovely One, Be kind to yourself & others. You are carving a path -- there will surely be obstacles, & each vista may look different from what you expected. Take joy in that -- the mountaintops, the valleys, The Path has things you can't fathom, which is a beautiful thing. Get on the bus & go on the field trip. Choose to bring you into the equation in the way only you can. You. Can. You are being born, every day, into your purpose. Your love (for others & for your self/truth) is what will guide you. All Love, Past Jessica" #notetoself #sethgodin #leap
Producer and casting director Marci Liroff wants you to stop thinking and saying these words and phrases, because you’re only hurting yourself.
Words matter! Change your dialogue. Banish these terms from your lips and your brain. These thoughts are pervasive. When you speak them aloud you give them life and energy. I have actor friends who refer to themselves as “starving artists” while trying to maintain a supposedly tongue-in-cheek attitude. Even if they’re joking, it plants a seed in people’s minds that artists have to starve and struggle for their work. The words and phrases tend to romanticize the life of an artist, implying there has to be pain and lack of comfort to attain true art.
I also suggested that you’ve got to stop the deadly “me against them” loop. Delete the word “gatekeepers” and anything else that you think is standing in your way. Replace it with this mantra: “I am a filmmaker! I am a collaborator!”
The lovely Marci Liroff, nailing it on what The Living Artist is all about. marciliroff.com
Cleaning up my desk and I realized there's a lot of my year in these here symbols ❤❤️❤️️ Here's to 2016 and all it has to bring -- Happy New Year to you!!
Louise Bourgeois. Though best known for her sculptures, I love her fabric works, her words, her drawings, and her stark emotional and psychological honesty. "I am a searcher...I always was...and still am...searching for the missing piece." #artthatexcites #louisebourgeois #familytreeofinfluences #austinkleon #steallikeanartist
One of those learn-from-the-best kind of days 📚 #twylatharp #austinkleon #steallikeanartist #learnfromthebest
Begin like this: I am, I exist. This is the most natural recognition and knowledge. The sense of existence is spontaneously felt in you as ‘I am’. No one taught this to you. Be aware of this simple intuition, without associating it with other thoughts. Feel how it is to be simply present in this...
From Stage Makeup (Eighth Edition) by Richard Corson. Published by Prentice Hall, Englewood Cliffs, New Jersey, 1990.
“In order to see birds it is necessary to become a part of the silence.” Robert Lynd
A message that keeps popping up (literally) #empathy #spottedontheAtrain #signs
Day 7: Together.
The final prompt the Your Turn Challenge asks is what have I taken away from this experience.
I did this project kind of on a whim, feeling that it'd complement some of my goals for the new year pretty well. I did it because I wanted to get back into the practice of writing more often. I did it to challenge myself to start and finish a project. Also, having prompts is a helpful tool for figuring out what the heck I have to say. Often what came to mind surprised me.
What I didn't expect was that it would reach others. I thought, by shipping and sharing, that maybe at most people would a) see that I was doing some kinda writing thing and wonder what the heck it was, and b) at the very most they'd look into what it was and feel inclined to do some shipping themselves.
What I got were texts, emails, and Facebook responses from people who took the time to tell me they were touched in some way by what I wrote. I can't say how meaningful that is to me, and how unexpected when I think about how much I was simply writing from a place of my own experience. But I shouldn't be surprised -- exploring the common human experience is a big part of why I'm an actor.
We are not alone -- even our most vulnerable, lonely moments are moments everyone else has in some way, shape, or form. I think the power in this is not to be underestimated: Think of your darkest times, or your greatest struggles, and what it would be like if someone you admired took you out to coffee, listened to you, told you about how he or she's been there, and you had a real back and forth dialogue about it. Even if you didn't have the exact same experience or reaction to your experiences, you'd both feel listened to and understood in some way.
I think, whether we're conscious of it or not, that's what we're looking for up on that stage or screen -- whether or not it's intentional we're seeking a shared human experience. We cry when we see, even in a small, distant way, that family is our family, we laugh when their mortifying moment feels utterly familiar.
So here we are. Let's keep going. We're in this together.
By Jessica O'Hara-Baker thelivingartist.tumblr.com
The Living Artist declines the notion of an out-of-work artist, a struggling artist, or a starving artist. Make work. Take joy. For the love of God, eat a sandwich.
Day Six: Shock & Auditions (And Other Terrible Puns)
I surprised myself at an audition recently. I know.. that's no biggie for an actor, right? Man oh man, for me it historically is. Auditioning has never been my forte, and it certainly is often something I've struggled to find joy and creativity in. I'm at my best when I'm digging in (hmm...I'm sensing a theme to these blogs..) in the rehearsal process, deepening my understanding and my embodiment of a character, exploring and growing and finding surprises throughout. Auditioning is the part of the job that feels most like a job. Well, worse -- a job interview.
But with this one I surprised myself right off the bat. First of all, I asked for it. I don't often ask for things (a silly and mostly useless by-product of having been a bit of a caretaker type, a bit of a feisty independent, and a bit too proud), nor do I think it's always appropriate to. But this was a kick-ass director and a kick-ass playwright and the role was great and I felt confident that I could do something exciting with it. So I took a risk: I knew the director a little, but she had never seen my work before, so I knew it might have been a long shot and I was super gracious about the request.
When she got back to me saying she thought it was a great idea, it came time to prepare. And I knew I wanted to prepare differently this time, somehow. This was a great opportunity -- this amazing director just stuck her neck out for me, and I wanted to go into that audition room feeling like I was creating something right there. I wanted it to be exciting for everyone in the room. My main concern was letting my inner perfectionist take over -- that I would work hard in preparing, but that I wouldn't work playfully or joyfully.
So I found a healthy balance, and an audition prep regimen for myself I had never quite found before. I worked and worked the lines -- I knew that was something I wanted to be 100% comfortable with so I wouldn't be distracted by the paper in my hand or whether I would drop a line. But for every rehearsal I gave myself that used the "A+" student part of my brain, I gave myself another for playing with the character and the sides completely freely, with no focus on "getting it right" or attachment to any desired outcome. Here I found myself feeling freer in my body, I found I could make all kinds of choices that I'd likely initially judge as wrong, I made a lookbook for myself, and I had fun digging into images and music.
When the day of the audition came I told myself that any direction I got in the room was an incredible gift for me to play with -- that way any feedback or suggestions that would change what I prepared would just be perceived as opportunities for creativity.
I was nervous. I'm always nervous. I dressed in a way that made me feel comfortable and great and suggested all the wonderful things I discovered about the character. And I knew I wasn't giving "the right answer." It wasn't going to be exactly what someone else would bring to the table. In fact, I walked into the waiting room and there was one woman who was about half my height and age, and another woman who was larger and about 10 years older than me. There was no right answer! Oh my gosh what a refreshing thought that was. I focused on my breath. I smiled. I stretched. I felt great. I never feel great here, I thought. The whole experience was a surprise!
And then I went into the room and I felt friendly and confident and funny and, most importantly, I felt like me. Not like what I thought they wanted me to be, or like a little auditioning robot, only there do perform a function correctly. I had fun. That thing they say about seeing the audition as a chance to play that role, even just for a few minutes? I usually think that sounds like a lot of BS, but I felt that way! For reals!
I left feeling great, and most significantly, like no matter the casting outcome, I had just succeeded. Not only did I show myself what I was capable of and discover whole new methods, but I showed up and gave creativity to someone who stuck her neck out for me. What I felt in that room matched the look on her face: delighted surprise.
By Jessica O'Hara-Baker thelivingartist.tumblr.com
Your Turn Challenge Day Six: A Time When You Surprised Yourself
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I’m currently reading Amy Poehler’s book, Yes Please, and in her preface (entitled “Writing is Hard: A Preface”) she asks the question: "How do we drag ourselves through the muck when our brain is telling us youaredumbandyouwillneverfinishandnoonecaresanditistimeyoustop?"
Her answer? To let...
One of the purest joys of performing is when you’re completely focused, completely consumed by this very moment with this partner in these circumstances. This one will never happen again, only now. It’s a beautiful and exhilarating truth.
This week’s prompt is to teach “something you do well” —...
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