Monday, December 20, 2010
Friday, December 18, 2009
I mean no disrepect to Temple, but it just doesn't feel like home yet. My dream is taking footholds but in the most unlikely place I thought and in a place that doesn't feel like I belong. Anyways, I just thought I'd share that.
We'll be opening our first production in April, Charlotte's Web.
Thursday, October 8, 2009
My second thing is I wanted to say. I saw another show in its second season, which is now off the air but it struck me as an artist, teacher, writer and greatest-cognitive-image-producer (daydreamer). I would love to write him a letter. Its pure poetry. That’s all it is. He’s created this world that’s, yes heightened to say the least, but vaguely hinged upon the imaginative daydreams of our wordly existence. Why couldn’t a person’s death be comical but not overlooked? Why couldn’t language be played with to the point of lyric prose. He made the characters desirable, believable and distant. We cared about the individual stories. Believable because the situations are as the common person talks. And distant because the world they lived in was not our own but the one of our choosing. We were allowed into their world for an hour at a time. It’s more than some snarky tv series or quirky tween drama. It required an audience. It required and demanded an audience. Thanks B.F.
Monday, September 14, 2009
I don't really know what else to talk about. My current movie is in post production and I'm anxiously awaiting its arrival. I hear good things and it was just an amazing experience. The actors were good the direction was good. Everything was great.
Again I'm running out of things to say. I've sort of run out of things to say. I guess this is why I lost my last blog. For once in my life I'm wordless. Speachless maybe, although probably not likely. I tend to talk a lot about about nothing at all. I talk to hear my head rattle.
I think its time to end this blog for today.
Sunday, September 6, 2009
Recently I wrapped my first screenplay with Ben Green Films and Orange Tree Productions. The experience was amazing! It was beautifully shot and acted and everything. I couldn't have asked for a better first experience into the movie world. It was a two day shoot for a short 10 minute play at two different locations. We'll see what happens next. Thanks again for everybody who helped out, it was amazing!
As for other news I did just find out that a dear professor of mine passed away. He taught me creative writing and not to be so poetic just get it out there and tell your story. He was a great man and an absolute creative icon in literature. The University of Dallas English Department and all his students will sincerely miss Dr. Eugene Curtsinger.
Other than that things are going well. I'm at that point in the blog where I'm not sure what to talk about next. Is this thing completely devoted to me and therefore I should just rambling about how great I think I am and what I am doing and how unique and blah blah blah. Or should ponder the existence of life/death and growing up or perhaps type a 5,000 word summation of why the butterfly decided to land outside my apartment versus his usual spot across the way? I really don't know what I should be writing about. Nothing truly exciting happens. I bought crickets today for our lizards at school.
I used to pretend I was a great storyteller growing up. Everybody wanted to find me and hear my great stories of trips to Talakamoo in the deepest farest corners of Africa or dining with 10 and 20 royals at her majesty's the Queen of Bummbelliy private spring tea. Just me and my trusty storytelling hat. And, of course hiding in the cupboard beneath the television always helped out too. It added mystic to my craft. "Where's that voice coming from?"
"No, the cupboard under the television stupid!"
That was me, Eloise Carmichael. That was back when I was eight. I'm nine now and I have grown up since then. I was a mere child. I was an infant. I was...cookies! gotta go.
Wednesday, February 27, 2008
You are all familiar with the various noises heard from the stage or off in the wings—no not talking about the actors or tech crew—the sound effects. Those shrills, winds and sirens are about to make their stage debut in this year’s holiday performance A Wonderful Life: A Live Radio Play on the Wayside Theatre stage. Everything from the traditional piano to those blustering winter winds will have equal time on the stage time with the actors of the “radio” studio.
So a little information about the sound effects: we are using a particular style of sound effects called Foley sound technique.A quick definition is the natural sounds of an environment are made using usual and unusual methods. One of my favorites would be the creaky door. A simple solution would be to have an actual creaky door or rusted hinge on stage but if you are on a budget, I suggest using other methods, perhaps a piece of resin wood with a screw stuck in it and a pair of vise grips to twist. You may have discovered this sound when breaking down and building theatre sets of the same wood. More traditional Foley sounds include footsteps through the snow made with shoe trees and corn flakes on a wooden tray.