anti-prose. random matter.
stepping out of bounds
Published on January 10, 2004 By crimson In Misc
Tonight is the night of the 24 Hour Project/dance program. Last night at 8 pm, a group of directors got together, picked out some music, and went their separate ways to choreograph their pieces. At about 8 o'clock this morning, they met a group of auditioning dancers, and selected people to then perform their vision. At 8pm tonight, the curtain will rise and the audience will get to see what everyone was able to accomplish.
Scary as all hell.
I've done a 24 Hour Project/acting and it was intense. No sleep. No time to fully immerse oneself into the character, let alone try to memorize a lot of lines. Add in the fact that as a performer you are also responsible for costume/makeup/props, etc. It was horrifying. But fun, too. It's like an extreme sport, so to speak.
I didn't have the guts to go for the dance project this time. It's my worst nightmare, to be on a stage and not remember what to do. The 24 Hour Project that I acted it, I also had to dance. (Part of the play included a techno/line dance. Crazy. But fun.)
Going against my own personal boundaries was the clincher, though. I couldn't believe I was doing it/did it.
I chickened out for tonight's show, and I'm kind of regretting it now.
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