Tracks to Clementine

The Return of Art in My Eye

What I did yesterday:

8:45-9:40
Taught a class of 7th graders. Curriculum focused on Newbery Award winning novel.

10:00-10:20
Emailed actors about auditions for local play.

10:30-1:00
Watched adaptation of Great American Novel with hundreds of teenagers, 90 of which are my students.

1:00-1:25
Emailed teachers and chatted with the premier Molly.

1:30-4:30
Participated in artful installation.

6:00-9:00
Rehearsed political allegory play. Specifically worked on scoring Getting the Hay In and The Battle of the Cowshed. Made it funny.

9:00-10:30
Emailed more actors.

That's pretty much a regular day: four organizations involved, variety of age groups and schools. Wait! Five organiziations! Five!

The artful installation bit was fan-flipping-tastic: I got to wear a lemon-yellow apron dress and a dark fuschia cape. I sat in a rocking chair at the end of two 20-foot lengths of sod. I listened to a sound scape of birds and voices and eclectica. I knitted fiber spun of old reading materials. (There were a total of 27 knitters, each knitting for two-hour stints on #10 circular bamboo needles...picture a long thneedy tube of roughness.) It was extremely soothing--there was a sign that said "Please do not speak to the performer."

Mind you, I'm still entirely disgruntled with much that is happening in the world of teaching co-mingled with all that driving around, but it's hard to be too cranky about how much use I'm getting out of my theatre degree.

Bachelor of Science, bitches!

Posted by Ida at December 8, 2006 11:41 AM