So, the financing stuff is terrifying….so much could go wrong. You’re relying on tons of people to fill out paperwork for you, appraise your house, and hopefully, HOPEFULLY, everything checks out and it’s officially yours. I won’t get into it, but man, this is pretty nerve wracking stuff.
I’ve been rehearsing every night in preperation for our big show…considering how much wear and tear I’ve been experiencing, my body has done fairly well. I’m especially proud of how well my feet have held up. Many of my castmates have layers of medical tape covering their toes, concealing blisters, rips, or other painful blemishes they’ve receieved from dancing barefoot. I contribute my feet’s longevity to taking a weekly ballet class without shoes all year. Sure, my feet are ugly and peeling right now, but they have a firm layer of callous that keeps the floor from hanging on a few seconds too long and taking skin with it.
After we performed, a few of my castmates and I sat outside the Broadway Performance Hall and enjoyed the cool night air. I inhaled second hand cigarrette smoke and we talked about what dance and theater meant to us. It was very meaningful. I realized if I went home before the show ended I would worry…worry about the house, about finding a new job, about the current political situtaion in the middle east, and recent tragic shooting at the Jewish Center that happened last night. So, I stayed and I’m glad I did because my friend CJ and her husband showed up to see me perform! She said, “You just looked really, really happy.” CJ was another resident teacher and she saw me at my worst most of the time: tired, burnt out, and exhausted. It was really neat having her come and see me in my element.
I don’t have a whole lot experience performing modern dance. As it was, I made mistakes, I blanked out once and forgot what came next…but I had a really, really, good time.