a college student pursuing a career in the arts, I am both saddened and angered by Wells Fargo’s marketing campaign. They are basically telling young actors, dancers, artists, poets, directors, playwrights, singers and art lovers that their dreams are irrelevant and not worth pursuing. this is NOT okay on any level.
I remember a much simpler time in my life. When I had normal dreams. Dreams to become a doctor, teacher, chef. Now this, two years from graduation so sure of what I want to do. And somehow still paralyzed with fear.
An actress? Really? What a pathetic dream. Do you realize how hard it’s going to be? Make sure you have a backup. What else do you want to do? Don’t rely on that dream. Oh, honey, you’ll figure it out.
But mom, dad, teacher, great aunt Margaret, I have figured it out.
That’s what sucks about having this dream. I eat, sleep, and breath acting. And for some worldly reason, everyone is telling me to fall in love with something else, something normal. I hate it so much. I am ashamed of knowing what I want do. My classmates have no flipping idea and I’m the one being embarrassed?!
Theatre ruined my life. I could have been normal. Be stuck at some dead end desk job unhappy like the rest of our country. But that’s not an option for me. As an actress, the last thing I want is to be normal. Or unhappy.
Right now, it might seem like theater has ruined my life. The smirks on adults who think my dream is ridiculous. The disapproving glances from my older, more successful cousins. The worried look on my moms face. These are all things I will have to put up with for years to come. But theatre did not ruin my life. It saved me. Saved me from the fate most Americans will face. So thank you theatre.
To all those considering a career in acting, please make sure your decision is yours and yours only. It might be tempting to go into a career that’s more “practical”. But in the end, will you be happy? Your happiness is at stake here. So do what makes you happy not what’s practical. And never, ever think that theatre has ruined your life.
I love things being between. I love nothing being certain. It might be why I love water so much; how it’s never constant, always flowing. And why my favorite color is blue with other blues in it. It might be singing, dancing, and acting, and why I love theatre that integrates all three. I love stars because we don’t know much about them, and I love the ocean for the same reason. I love half finished drawings, because sometimes the potential is more beautiful than the outcome, and that’s kind of how I see myself.
I know that most of you do and most of you say that you do, however I feel like part of appreciating tech is doing a tech job when it is asked/required of you.
If you’re not in college, then you may not know, but many programs require you work backstage for shows. This is important. Most people understand it. Most people do their jobs and enjoy it and end up sometimes doing that while acting. It’s great.
Yet, as usual there are people who ruin the party. Some people come to their required job and vocally hate it. And I understand, I don’t like doing some things either, but be respectful of the position. Come to the job with the best energy and positivity you can muster, do the job and do it well. There is nothing more disappointing than working on a show with an actor doing a technical job that doesn’t respect the job enough to do it well and to not complain.
The ultimate respect you can give to a technician or crew person is if you ever do that job, respect the job while you are doing it.
You’re more likely to get help and you’re honestly more likely to understand theatre and to really appreciate it.
Acting–all of the arts–is about observation. As Tennessee said, it is about being a witness. Very few people can do this. Very few people care enough to do this. The actor, the writer, the artist, the musician witnesses the world and its people–and then he tells the stories he has remembered, overheard, surmised. Always attempt to be a witness. Remember those you’ve loved; those who moved you. In almost every performance I’ve ever given–and of which I’ve been somewhat proud–I’ve had a piece of my mother, overwhelmed by life, consumed by sadness, poisoned by alcohol, but still reaching out to me and rubbing my forehead until I fell asleep. I take that memory and I implant it in every character I play. I honor her efforts through gangsters and emperors and brutes and saints. The loving hand on the forehead, when the fist of life is bashing her own head.
Okay, well I’d like to see you write a novel, paint a masterpiece, take a photograph worth selling, act in a film, direct a film, perform believably to audiences of thousands, write, sing and record a studio album, design a building, write beautiful poetry, design clothes as decent as the ones you’re wearing, design furniture you’d have in your own home, draw a face that looks like a photograph with nothing but one pencil, write a picture book and then illustrate it, and say something so beautifully that people will want to quote you for decades after you’re gone.
Because you know, if anyone can do it, you can too, right?
09.03.16// Big day for me! I got my acceptance letter from the College of Performing Arts at Roosevelt University and received two amazing scholarships–one for my academic achievements (💪🏽) and one for the talent they saw at my audition ⭐️!! And the fact that I aced my IB Bio unit exam was a plus!
P.S. Shakespeare’s The Merchant of Venice is one of my new faves by the brilliant Bard!