Today a great weight lifted off my shoulders when I won the question game and realized I wouldn't have to undergo more of that extreme and heart-wrenching mental stress. Then we started another round. But the real irony here is that I'm too much of a competitive-trumpet-playing-alpha-female to lose on purpose and rest. Ah well.
The morning lesson with Nikki Torres helped me find more dimensions to Armado. I began to consider areas where he could become almost sweet in his sincerity and very balletic as opposed to when he's trying to put on a show. I liked that the work was directly applied to character development, because sometimes I find viewpoint-type exercise frustrating when they don't relate to that.
I also somehow managed NOT to get bored this afternoon. That never happens for me during blocking rehearsals. I think I even bore myself when I'm up blocking. Not so today. Sketching the history of mankind in Dylan's script and the lovely show of George's panties must have helped.
Forever and Most Ardently Yours,
Chloe
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