Wednesday, April 6, 2011
I'm having second thoughts about improv. I've wanted to do it for so long, and been learning it off and on for years. Now...I just don't know. I have one more performance left of level 4, then I can officially be done if that's what I want to do. It's not something I want to break up with, though. I love it in theory. It's some sort of magical conjunction of minds turning so much nothing into a brilliant something. Great improv is astounding to see. Even good improv is something to behold. I'm just not sure it's quite right for me. Maybe it's the training, maybe it's the people, maybe it's something I've not thought of yet. Perhaps it's long form, since that's what I've been focusing on lately. Everything about it sounds like me and resonates so loudly with me, so how could it not be a perfect match? It takes story and impulses and a group of people working together as one...I'll just stop right there. I don't really feel that way with my class. I have my reasons. I'm getting angry about this. Odd. I'm stopping right now. This is not something I will "yes."