Friday, November 24, 2006
Yesterday morning.
i was touched by the warm gesture of jocelyn, when she presented us with a star-note, on which she's written loads of lovely comments, in the wee hours in the otherwise-cold morning. (sweet people like her make me realise maybe uni aint all full of bitches afterall. :) ) And then before we knew it, we had powdered Fuzzy and Joce from top to toe, Daphne had smeared on her PURPLE (yep, this shade alright.) lipstick, my bandage was safely in place, Jason had washed off his foundation.
we were ready to bask in the limelight.
And into LT13 we trooped. Bio-mechanics it was. didnt take long for us to finish set-up of the stage, and we signalled to the judges we were ready to start. "Start whenever you're ready."
Thrust into complete darkness for a while, and then the spotlights came on. and Joce was no longer joce, she had turned into the revengeful Ruth with her proud accent. Fuzzy was transformed into cool as cucumber Elvira, with her "WHYYY.". Jason was no more, Charles had assumed his place. Daphne morphed into wacky Madame Arcati, from the very moment she lay on the black box. and me, i was backstage alone. waiting for my entrance, and my heart was beating. fast. To be standing by myself in the almost completely dark backstage, it was extremely surreal. I could hear the play going on, and the judges' distant laughter. But it was like i was in an entire other world, just me, my script and the curtains. the latter was the only thing that separated me from them. and I was suddenly very aware why Esslin always goes on about the stage being a site where ALL became significant. Because upon my cue, I stepped out from the heavy curtains, onto the stage flooded with light. and i was no more joce.
the QnA was pretty horrifying, with Loon slamming our set design and demanding to know why Fuzzy and Joce were dressed the same. Some we didnt have answers for.
But all that's over, and im frankly more exuberant about the play itself, than the judges' comments.
Fuzzy, Joce, Daphne, Jason. We blithe spirits have pulled it off!! :)
All the photos taken are in Joce Liao's blog! http://www.scaree-w.blogspot.com/ You don't mind hor, joce? hee.
Yesterday afternoon.
After the celebratory meal at Fish n Co, we all trooped back home, tired as dogs. Acting is rather energy-sapping, and I couldnt wait to bathe and just NAPPPPP. and that's what i did. When i woke up, it was 8pm. Project Superstar!!
Yesterday night.
My eyes were all puffy after crying a long half-hour as the contestants got eliminated. Somehow, the funereal mood was overbearing, and the grief infected me. Bahh. I'm really a true-blue Mando-pop person. hhaa.
Anyway, i can't wait for Lingyi's performance. It's just really interesting when someone u've been seeing around the school for 2 years, appear on tv. (albeit we all didnt have good impressions of her.) she seems to have done quite well from the advertisements, apparently made Xu Huan Liang's heart beat faster. Hmmmm.
and i cant wait to finish my exams!! Not that i've started them though.
i was touched by the warm gesture of jocelyn, when she presented us with a star-note, on which she's written loads of lovely comments, in the wee hours in the otherwise-cold morning. (sweet people like her make me realise maybe uni aint all full of bitches afterall. :) ) And then before we knew it, we had powdered Fuzzy and Joce from top to toe, Daphne had smeared on her PURPLE (yep, this shade alright.) lipstick, my bandage was safely in place, Jason had washed off his foundation.
we were ready to bask in the limelight.
And into LT13 we trooped. Bio-mechanics it was. didnt take long for us to finish set-up of the stage, and we signalled to the judges we were ready to start. "Start whenever you're ready."
Thrust into complete darkness for a while, and then the spotlights came on. and Joce was no longer joce, she had turned into the revengeful Ruth with her proud accent. Fuzzy was transformed into cool as cucumber Elvira, with her "WHYYY.". Jason was no more, Charles had assumed his place. Daphne morphed into wacky Madame Arcati, from the very moment she lay on the black box. and me, i was backstage alone. waiting for my entrance, and my heart was beating. fast. To be standing by myself in the almost completely dark backstage, it was extremely surreal. I could hear the play going on, and the judges' distant laughter. But it was like i was in an entire other world, just me, my script and the curtains. the latter was the only thing that separated me from them. and I was suddenly very aware why Esslin always goes on about the stage being a site where ALL became significant. Because upon my cue, I stepped out from the heavy curtains, onto the stage flooded with light. and i was no more joce.
the QnA was pretty horrifying, with Loon slamming our set design and demanding to know why Fuzzy and Joce were dressed the same. Some we didnt have answers for.
But all that's over, and im frankly more exuberant about the play itself, than the judges' comments.
Fuzzy, Joce, Daphne, Jason. We blithe spirits have pulled it off!! :)
All the photos taken are in Joce Liao's blog! http://www.scaree-w.blogspot.com/ You don't mind hor, joce? hee.
Yesterday afternoon.
After the celebratory meal at Fish n Co, we all trooped back home, tired as dogs. Acting is rather energy-sapping, and I couldnt wait to bathe and just NAPPPPP. and that's what i did. When i woke up, it was 8pm. Project Superstar!!
Yesterday night.
My eyes were all puffy after crying a long half-hour as the contestants got eliminated. Somehow, the funereal mood was overbearing, and the grief infected me. Bahh. I'm really a true-blue Mando-pop person. hhaa.
Anyway, i can't wait for Lingyi's performance. It's just really interesting when someone u've been seeing around the school for 2 years, appear on tv. (albeit we all didnt have good impressions of her.) she seems to have done quite well from the advertisements, apparently made Xu Huan Liang's heart beat faster. Hmmmm.
and i cant wait to finish my exams!! Not that i've started them though.
can you hear the soft swoosh of the butterflies' wings. 11:03 AM.
