Go Johnny Go Go!

Oh man, this song has been spinning in my head all day long, SONG OF THE DAAAAAAY.

I have been through about fourteen chapters (i.e fourteen classes) of Stella Adler's book "The Art of Acting" and it's really fascinating (wow that was a damn hard word to spell). To basically put it in layman terms, acting is about using your imagination, and building circumstances around you and just react and play a long with it. You don't act feelings, actually you don't act at all. You DO.

Like Sir Ben Kingsley said in his "Inside the Actor's Studio" episode, the camera is allergic to acting, it doesn't like it or take it in one bit. If you "act" in front of a camera people will spot it in a second. The camera's achilles heel is BEHAVIOR. Behavior, behavior, behavior.

What a long strange trip this is going to be. I am of course still dreaming about New York Film Academy and that scholarship. I've gone through it time and time again in my head and yup, if I do get that scholarship I'm off, great isn't it? I can't imagine anywhere else to study to be honest, not a single place in the world, except under Stella Adler herself but alas. NYFA just attracts me something immense.

My idea book, where I write down all my small little ideas I get is getting a little bit thicker by the week/month.

I am going to leave you with this though, although I have already given you too much, some insight to a great mind, mine. (HA!) and a CLASSIC song (still got it playing as I write this in loop). Here is a amazing short film from... Yes Uzbekistan, how did you guess? :) Based on Ray Bradbury's short story called "There will come soft rains" which I am guessing is based on a poem by Sara Teasdale. And I am giving you all three bitches!

The .pdf short story.

And the poem, three is a charm. Cha cha

" There will come soft rain and the smell of the ground,

And swallows circling with their shimmering sound;

And frogs in the pools singing at night,

And wild plum-trees in tremulous white;

Robins will wear their feathery fire

Whistling their whims on a low fence-wire;

And not one will know of the war, not one

Will care at last when it is done.

Not one would mind, neither bird nor tree

If mankind perished utterly;

And Spring herself, when she woke at dawn,

Would scarcely know that we were gone.

Sara Teasdale"

My Books Are Here BITCHES!

Was in a bit of a mood. Turns out it's going to be shitty weather all week, and I was looking forward to keep tanning... (Hey, if you get sun for one month out of the year, you would be a sun worshiper too). But I do have some color on me now which fucking boosts my self esteem by 100x.

I tip toe down to the kitchen only to find this little red box, what in the...?

YES! My fricking books are here finally. After an semi-angry mail with a bitchy response it finally trickled down the mail, let's open it shall we?


BOOM BITCHES. Yes the coffee and the "Dumle" candy was complementary... not really, I had to fetch it myself. Now there is only one thing to do, "hit the books". I have already started reading Stella Adler's book. Got through two chapters. A lot to learn indeed, the only sad bit is, I wish I was there! Because the book is written as if you are in class sitting amongs the pupuls, so you can't really partake in the exercisez but alas. Can't complain I guess.

The books are; Stella Adler,The Art of Acting; Constantin Stanislavski, An Actor Prepares; Constantin Stanislavski, Building a Character.

One of the absolute first things Miss Adler mentions is "Don't buy Stanislavski's books, you won't understand them" don't know if I should :) or :(. Fuck me.

Write This Down

My aim is to be independent from Miss Adler or anybody else. I know this as well as you do, and in the sense that I know it as well as you do, I don't need you.

Marlon Brando

Marlon Brando... As I am trying to get deeper and deeper into the mind of an actor I am quickly realizing that this guy is my favorite above all the others, for obvious reasons.

I've been watching documentaries and it pictures greatly how great he is, how intuitively he works, how everything seems to be so natural. If some people are born to act, then this guy is it. Some people just "got it" don't they? Where they just execute something just as they should and sometimes even better then imagined.

Turns out he was in Stella Adler's workshop, so I looked her up as well and fucking hell... I am realizing as I am listening to her and watching Brando in films such as "A Streetcar named Desire" and "On The Waterfront" how SHIT today's cinema is. I mean it's fucking appalling. My friend urged me for months to watch Lost, because I hadn't watched a single episode and since it seems to be the bees fucking knees I thought I'd give it a go.

I turned it off after two and a half episodes. (I didn't watch two and half eps in one run, keep your panties on)

I tell you what, if THAT is what I have to go up against when perhaps making films and being an actor and all that, even though I have absolutely zero experience in actual acting I feel like I have nothing to worry about at all. I am really patting the shit out of my back here but come on eh?

Great people make things look easy though, I know.

A lot to learn to. Long way to go. And what a lovely journey it shall be :)

Stella Adler then. STEEEELLAAAAAAAAAA. I am going to get her book and read it through and through. Going to keep it next to me like the fucking bible (fuck the bible), (play on words, woooo). Wherever I go, that book goes, if I take a shit, i'll have it in my left hand as I am wiping with the right one (aren't I poetic?). If I get robbed I'll give them the clothes off my back and my left nut before I give it up.

What if it turns out the book is outdated and shit? lol.

I feel like I need to do something great. Why as this feeling come all over me all of a sudden?

"The right man in the wrong place can make all the difference in the world"

Marlon Brando, you are #1.