Next show: March 12th, 8pm, at the Gray Center Lab
This rehearsal was probably one of the most interesting this quarter…and it started out with the Chipotle that I had ordered for the group this time around (we were stuck in a Cholie’s pizza hell for months). Anywho, besides the food being more interesting, we decided to incorporate a few more items in the space into the rehearsal, specifically our props locker and the sound/lighting equipment box (which is empty since those peripherals are not being manipulated at the moment).
I was paired with Roberto and the props locker. The task was for one of us to stand outside of the locker and to “direct” the other (in the locker) to exit the locker, and each time to make it increasingly difficult for the actor to exit. Other actors in the space performed similar “acting/directing/instructing” role-playing through different actions and with different objects in the space, such as the equipment box I had mentioned earlier and these long heavy wooden tables that live in the space.
After showing what each group of actors was working on, we then moved along to talk about a story that we can share that can be about anything. This time though, with this element of a “director” giving you instructions on how to perform or tell your story, sometimes adjusting elements in them without really changing the main direction of the story (at least for the most part). There is definitely this constant blend of “being an actor” and “acting” with sharing some memory or experience and having that manipulated by someone real, in front of you, who deconstructs you, your actions, and your stories with their criticism and ideal visions that are set such that you always fail and never reach them, with more than often seems intentional and cynical.
Perhaps one of the most memorable exercises of MAKING A (RE)ENTRANCE revolved around actor Phillip Seymour Hoffman. The residents were familiar with the actor and some of his works, so despite the morbidity of the situation, we re-enacted Hoffman’s last day by taking turns narrating his day. The group re-created this history of how Hoffman became a heroin addict (he liked collecting the envelopes that the heroin came in… then had too many envelopes… and only got rid of the envelopes that didn’t contain heroin). When the group attempted to end this story moments before the actual overdose, an actor insisted that it should end with Hoffman’s last breaths of life and euphoria.
Jesus Diaz, student volunteer