So, during Drama 1 last class period, three of my friends and I were critiqued, and each received very specific recommendations. One's actions appeared unnatural, another's voice was too mellow, one spoke sideways, and I had difficulties putting up the appearance of a nuturing mother. The most hilarious part about all of it was that everything mentioned was completely natural for each person. For example, when my children come crying to me, I will be the mother who says, "Suck it up, child! Deal with it!" Later, at swim practice, I drew an interesting parallel from acting to writing. My problems with my character come from her, Mother, being portrayed simply as me talking. She isn't herself; she's me in a disguise. It's just like writing. My characters don't become real to the reader until they stop being my voice in disguise. When characters become themselves, and begin to behave on their own, is when art happens.
I had another enlightening thought that had to do with relating one thing to another thing, but I lost it while I wrote this. Goodbye, thought.
Wednesday, October 04, 2006
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i hate it when that happens, the losing of a thought. it was very entertaining to hear the critiquing. we were told to act natural, but not naturally. if that makes any sense.
It shouldn't make sense, but it does.
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