I'm in this new show, and I'd love for you to see it! One improviser. Two actors doing different plays. Three fascinating acts. You don’t know your lines. Or you do, but everyone else seems to be doing a different play. It’s the Actor’s Worst Nightmare. Two actors performing from different plays and one improviser … Continue reading Actor’s Worst Nightmare
Best things about living in the south: fried okra the weather the wonderful people I've met (they don't necessarily come after okra and weather, but I just had more okra today, and it's really on my mind) fried lots of things, actually sweet tea the weather: it's worth mentioning again, as it is the middle … Continue reading Living in the South
Every artist is familiar with the uncomfortable feeling of being too far away from creative projects for too long; I was a bit nervous that I wouldn’t find something soon enough down south. But, boy, I sure did arrive in Atlanta at the right time. Right about the time we moved down here, I met … Continue reading This post has one title; I have two.
I am delighted to be offering this fun, one-night only improv class for adults with little to no improv experience. If an improv class sounds a wee bit scary to you, and you live in northern Georgia, then this is the class for you! And it will be fun, not scary--I promise! Improv for Non-Actors … Continue reading Fun Improv Class for Non-Actors in North GA
It rained here the other day with such big, round drops, that a person could walk five paces in between getting wet. But that was just one rain. The big-drop rain doesn’t seem to be the dependable personality of the rain here. The one constant I’ve seen so far is its ability to both approach … Continue reading The Rain Here
As a writer (and a performer of those stories), my writings are often well thought-out. But with all of the feelings I’ve had lately, instead of thinking-out the thoughts, I’m just going to put-out the thoughts.Big life changes are always hard. A lot of times, they’re rewarding too. But man, they sure can be difficult. … Continue reading Big Life Changes are Always Hard
When I moved to Chicago, and found myself stuffed onto very peopled trains, wedged between tall buildings, and lamenting the lack of trees, I thought to myself, “I am not a city person.” But Chicago grew on me. I became a professional at riding the train, enjoyed exploring the insides of those giant buildings, and … Continue reading Signs