theatrical art

Teacher picked on me for being autistic, I got her fired.

When I was in 4th grade, i had a teacher named Mrs. Seeles (Like Seals). She was regarded as one of the kindest teachers in our school, to everyone. Everyone but me. I had quite a few learning disabilities that made much of her class confusing and hard to keep up with, especially with the way she taught. She would go over one thing and then have a test on it the next day to see if we learned it, which i always did bad on. 

Now, I was no means a perfect student. But I did my work without complaining, I did homework like i should. My best friend at the time, Jack, would attest to this, as he liked to copy things off my work because he was a sneaky kid. We sat next to each other so it wasnt very hard to get answers from one another. We were both boys so it got a little excitable sometimes and rowdy (not to mention we like-liked each other)

Mrs. Seeles didnt like our friendship in the least, and would always snap at us, more specifically me because i was seen as an easy target. I would never speak up against it or try to do anything, unlike Jack who would demand that we werent doing anything wrong. So she decided to focus in on me instead.

Whenever I passed in class work or homework, she wouldnt grade it. I would get bad reports home saying how I wasnt doing what I was supposed to be doing. All in all, my parents believed her more over me because they never trusted me to begin with. So Jack and I plotted. 

Being only in 4th grade, it wasnt the best plan, but it worked. I would do my work, then Jack would write the exact same things as I did. We did this for months. I would recieve bad grades while Jack excelled in his. We got the papers back. We stored them away.

Near the halfway part of the semesters, We both brought this up to our parents. We called each other on the home phones and explained what had been going on. How Jack would copy my work and Pass it in just like I did, but I never got the credit. We showed them the papers, which were exactly identical. Mine were marked wrong, Jacks were marked right.

My parents were furious. Because of that teacher their child was failing the 4th grade. They threw a fit over at the school board council, gave them complete hell. Within the week, Mrs. Seeles was packed up and leaving the school.

The new teacher that replaced her was wonderful. I went from failing to As in weeks. 

Fun Fact: I actually stopped doing a lot of my homework because of Mrs. Seeles because why do it if it wont be graded? That problem developed heavily into my mind and its been a problem ever since. hope your happy. Graduating from High School this year, going into Theatrical Arts College.


I’ve seen many Alice In Wonderland themed dance routines in my life, but this is on another level. This is truly magic.

Watch it on a big screen in a darkened room for the full effect!

FUCK the discourse over whether dirk would be in stem or lib arts i got your answer right here

my college had a puppetry program. like, specifically, they offered a phd in puppetry, and it was the only phd program the art school offered, everything else only went up to a masters. and apparently the school was very invested in this puppetry program because they had a Puppet Mobile, which was a van plastered with images of puppets that said “[university name] PUPPET MOBILE” on the side. and it was always in the parking lot of the art building. every day. i never saw it leave, i never saw anyone get in, i never saw anyone get out. and the university has tons of promotional writing on how graduates from the puppetry program have gone on to work for walt disney and sesame street and shit and i never, ever, in the 4 years i was there, met anyone who was enrolled in this program, and i never met anyone who KNEW anyone who was enrolled in this program. i never knew or heard of any faculty who taught puppetry classes. i never saw any puppetry projects on display, even when i walked through the theatre section of the building and saw costumes and wigs/hairpieces and other finals for drama/theatrical art majors. its one of three puppetry phd programs in the entire goddamn country. and everyone in it was a fucking ghost

anonymous asked:

I. am so ready for this au. There was this idea I found a while ago, and it was a tattoo one except instead of the usual of them matching it's what your soulmate is passionate about. Can I ask for a botany!s/o for kuroo and a theatre!s/o for tooru? What the s/o's have as tattoos for the boys is up to you!

Kuroo Tetsurou

  • It was obvious enough what you were into as he grew older; nature, more specifically plants. He appreciated your love for nature which was one thing he knew you had in common.
  • When it came to trying to find you, Kuroo found himself visiting several flower shops and gardens in hopes that he would find you. Your initials were engraved into the flower that decorated his wrist, and hopefully that would be enough to find you.
  • Sure enough he found you in the park studying plants and taking notes in a journal. The tattoo that adorned his wrist was that of a pencil and paintbrush crossed in an ‘x’ fashion showing his love for art.

Oikawa Tooru

  • Oikawa had an affinity for theatrical arts which is why he was delighted to find you had a passion for it. He attended several of the school plays in hopes of spotting you.
  • Since he was quite popular, he knew most of the student body and yet he couldn’t seem to place your initials to a face. But then again, most of the girls didn’t even introduce themselves before throwing themselves at him.
  • It wasn’t until one night when he stayed until after the play to congratulate the actors, eyes sweeping over each of the tattoos until he saw a planet etched into your wrist with his initials. So there you were. He hadn’t been this happy in a long time, he was simply elated to finally meet you.
Why Natasha, Pierre & the Great Comet of 1812 Deserves to Win the Tony for Best Musical

There are few times in any artistic medium that the genre is truly innovated in a new way that works. Classical music underwent three major changes through the works of Bach, Mozart, and then Beethoven before fracturing into hundreds of micro stages. Visual art went through realism, to impressionism, to expressionism, to various iterations of those three, each one distinct in its own way. In musical theatre, innovation is rare, because while it is an art, Broadway is a business and it’s hard to get an audience for something that’s too strange or out of the ordinary. This led to the development of off-Broadway and off-off-Broadway to try new things in order to advance the theatrical arts. Every now and then though, a show makes it to Broadway, and Great Comet is that show. Below you’ll find why I think it deserves to win the Tony for Best Musical.

Let’s just start with the visuals, this show is a show. The lighting and scenic design work seamlessly to bring the audience into the world of the musical. Augmented theatre has always been challenging technically and emotionally, as it’s hard to integrate an audience into an actor’s space and still allow the actor’s the space to really get into their worlds, but from the beginning Great Comet has been dedicated to making it happen with wonderful results. This show isn’t just in the round, it’s theatre amidst. That alone leads to a show that is magical simply because you feel like you’re a fly on the wall of these Russian aristocrats far more than a proscenium theatre could create (when Denee Benton is a foot away from your face it’s pretty easy to make a connection).

And then we have the music. I don’t even know how to describe this beautiful score. From the electro-pop The Opera or The Duel, to the rollicking Balaga or Letters, the heart-breaking ballads of No One Else, Dust and Ashes, and Sonya Alone this show just keeps changing while you sit there. It transcends time with it’s musical style that borrow from Russian folk music to Americana to electronica, spanning literal centuries of musical history. Every actor takes this incredibly difficult music and sings beautifully (Lucas Steele anyone? or Grace Mclean?? DENEE BENTON). Not to mention the band that sits there, in the middle of the “stage” for the entire show busting out jams. It’s lit.

And of course the book and the acting, both of which complement the other. Dave Malloy so cleverly adapted the splice of the novel that he uses for the show into the dialogue that we see in Great Comet. He sums up two hundred pages in the novel that build Pierre’s character into like three songs in Great Comet that give us just enough backstory to understand who he is, and the tormented state he lives in. We get all of Natasha’s complexity in loving Andrey and Anatole, Sonya’s struggle regarding how to be a good friend and cousin, Mary trying to be supportive of Andrey while also hating his new fiancee. Anatole is more than just a hot guy, Dolokhov is more than just a background character, even Old Bolkonsky is well fleshed out (and brilliantly portrayed I’ll add, he should have gotten a featured actor nom).

Also, I just really love that Pierre sits in his little hole for like the entire show. Iconic.

Overall, Great Comet is a show that I really do think will shape the future of Broadway musicals in the same spirit as Rodgers and Hammerstein’s Oklahoma!, Sondheim’s Company or Sweeney Todd, or Lin’s Hamilton. It’s the most clever, inventive show I’ve ever seen in my life and I’m so excited that it was nominated for Best Musical.

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