Thursday night the workshop was abuzz. Twin Cities Improv Festival is in full force this weekend, folks, and it is a BLAST! I'm going to be catching as many shows as I can this weekend for sure to see different styles, games, functions of improv.
One of the many things that I love about this art form is that as an artist, you're always growing no matter how many years you've been performing, or how many techniques you know (or think you know). I love watching improvisors I've seen before play with other improvisors. It's almost like they're different performers at times. One player plays particularly well with another, so they have a two person team, but are also on a team of eight people who they play a completely other way with, perhaps more meekly, or maybe with louder character. I love that. Similarly, to recognize one's own strengths and weaknesses within this makes it sort of a sport. You want to be at the top of your game, so you either get a coach, take workshops, watch as much of it as you can handle, observe, play. A friend of mine was recently describing a game he made up called "Kick the ball" in which one player kicks a ball through goalposts to obtain points for himself and the other players of the game try and block them so they don't get points. It's a group game and at the same time, individual. I feel like this is analogous to improv because you're trying to hone your own skills of listening, declaring, responding, while at the same time working as a group or team to get "group mind" or create together a scene that can keep going, is a mirroring of life, like a play.
Last night I was in a wedding (not my own, I was a bridesmaid, most beautiful wedding ever, but unfortunately had to miss part of TCIF), and I was chatting with a mutual friend of the bride and he was telling me about his time in Chicago. He offered advice and support and it was completely unexpected. I think that's what's been so incredible about this for me thus far is that I'm so independent and I'm getting awfully worried about not yet having a job, place to stay, etc. that I feel like I have to do it all myself, but I'm getting so much support and offers of help that I think I've realized my personal greatest challenge. It's going to be asking for help, or even accepting the help that's given without asking. I 172% appreciate every ounce of advice and help that anyone has to offer, and wholeheartedly thank those that I've talked to so far, or who have responded to that first blog. I didn't expect to get such response. Now, I'm going to look into whole foods and some university work around Chicago and also email the three theatres of my dreams and let them know what I'd like to do, and see if they have intern positions. I'm doing this now in hopes of gaining the connection I would need to just walk into something like that, jump right in, and be in the thick of it right when I get there!
So, something about me that I realized this weekend: I look just like my old roommate emy. Her own FAMILY was asking if she had a sister. Wow. We took a picture with her husband Brett, his twin brother, Guy, Emy and I. It was the perfect twin couple pic.
Also, gonna be needing some fun, new headshots soon. Working on that.
Hope you have a good day, I'm gonna go take a Mark Sutton intensive. Eeeeee! :)
Thanks for reading!
Lis
Uncomfortable
14 years ago