Cat Loves… acting

I haven’t said this here before, but I’ve been taking acting classes for more than a year at Studio Theatre. The last time I really wrote at length about my acting ambitions was when I did the twisted fairytale in Ulsan. That had been so much fun, it was a natural progression to dig deeper, sign up for an acting class, and discover what this acting thing really was.

What I thought was acting, from the little bits I did in Korea, was more akin to finger painting and stick figures. Taking classes and learning all this technique has allowed me to refine my work to be more realistic, a sharper aping of real life.

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(I attempt to take my acting from the metaphorical equivalent of nonsensical toddler gashes to the masterful strokes of Vincent Van Gogh.)

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Dancing Queen: the Washington Ballet

After my last dance class, I knew I needed to do more dancing as soon as I could. It felt so good to be that active, to be called on to show up so physical and powerful. I was hooked on a fantastic drug that was actually good for me.
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The twist was my schedule. I was coaching a Self-Expression and Leadership Program until November and had signed up for an acting class and improv class. This effectively shut down three of my evenings, not to mention all the extra work involved in preparing for them. Where was I going to fit the dancing? Did I have the money for it? Was I being too crazy not focusing and committing to one art?

I set that all aside and followed my gut. And my gut took me to The Washington Ballet. While the Joy of Motion taster had been beyond scrumptious, their drop-in classes weren’t designed for absolute beginners like me and their intro classes were sequenced at inconvenient times that would mean I would need to be absent for several classes. And I don’t want to miss a single chance to dance.

The Washington Ballet concentrated on one form of dance, had a generous schedule (ballet every day!) and had similar pricing to Joy of Motion. They didn’t have a series of classes, just drop-ins so I could show up and not show up and still get all the ballet I ever wanted. Continue reading

Dancing Queen, Day 1: Afro-Cuban Jazz

I was having a pretty basic day at the office. Kicking back work assignments and surfing on the Internet, reading Internet fluff. Namely, articles about how there wasn’t enough exercise in the world to offset the health risks of our largely sedentary lifestyle.

Reader, I had a panic attack. I felt like I was going to die in that chair and I really, really didn’t want to die. I ran out of the office with this fleeting thought that I would take half the day off and just go dancing for the rest of the afternoon.

I did eventually crawl back and finish the work day, but the thought of dancing stayed with me. And I chose to listen to it, by putting myself into a dance class.

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A friend of mine told me about Joy of Motion Dance Center (JOMDC) and to my great delight, they had a New Student Deal, offering a week’s worth of classes for $20. Since their single drop-in class rate is $19, this is a sweet deal indeed. I’m gonna be blogging my week of dancing with JOMDC. Continue reading