Tomorrow

And thus begins another sleepless night...

It is funny how you can be so sure your fine for so long, then suddenly everything you have been avoiding thinking about creeps up behind you, taps you on the shoulder to reminds you it's not going anywhere. It's not until you take the time to think about it, think of a strategy to get through it, that it re-masks itself as your shadow... until next time.

I have always been a very open person, ask me a question, I'll answer you honestly (well, I exaggerate some stories -  but hay... I'm just making for a good performance, never anything serious) but I have come to realize of late, occasionally amongst my laughter hides my fears. I laugh when I am uncomfortable, not just when I am happy. I laugh when I am nervous, not because I am finding someone in the room funny. I laugh when I want to cry because I can't bare the thought of the burden that puts on someone else. Sometimes, like tonight, I look sombre. A blank expression, with a touch of blue behind my eyes. When you see that expression, I am not asking for your sympathy. I am not asking for a hug. I am simply asking that you understand... today - I am finding life just a little harder then I did yesterday and be patient, because I know...

Tomorrow is another day.

Infinite joy

"Goodness is rewarded."
"Hope is guaranteed."
"Laughter builds strong bones."
"Right will intercede."
Things you said I often find I need
Indeed.

I see the world through your eyes
What's black and white is colorized
The knowledge you most dearly prized
I'm eager to employ.
You said that life
Has infinite joy.

Your heart,
Your glee,
Haunt me
Your words strike suddenly.
They're obvious but wise.

I see the world through your eyes
And possibilities expand.
The one thing I don't understand
Is how you kept your poise
When life has infinite joys.
Life has infinite joys...
Infinite joys...

Your face,
Your voice,
Rejoice.
To have you back with me
Is such a fine surprise.

I see the world through eyes.
I taste lemon on my lips.
I marvel at the sailing ships
Of well-dressed girls and boys.
And life...
Life...
Has infinite joys...
Has infinite joys...
Life has infinite...
Infinite...
Joys! 

- William Finn

Red

So it's my favorite time of year - MUSICAL TIME! It doesn't seem to matter where I am singing and dancing, it always makes me happy - On stage, down the street or in supermarket isles. The musical I am doing at the moment is The Boys from Syracuse, it is my graduating musical and so far it is proving to be a lot of fun! The musical is based on the Shakespeare play Comedy of Errors and is a story of mistaken identity. The musical Boys from Syracuse is written by Rogers and Hart, it is an early piece written back 1938. The music from the show appears to be typically of the period but once dissected there really are some beautiful moments. From something that would appear quite farcical on first appearance, the more you listen into Harts lyrics (specifically in the 'lovers' duets) the more your heart will melt and break.

In the musical I will be playing Dromio of Ephesus. To be honest when the idea of this character was first brought to my attention - I was shocked. Mostly because I hadn't auditioned for the role and wasn't called back to read/sing any of those parts. However, even when discussing it, I was drawn into the fun of the character and the challenge of the acting style. I have always been of the belief an actor should play the part they need to, to best serve the musical. In this case - a boy had been my calling. Although you can't blame the director, growing up in Sydney Western Suburbs really didn't allow me to fully develop my feminine side - my inner tomboy has far too much fun escaping.  Never the less, I am having a bundle of fun and the musical is slowly forming into something really special. I already can't wait for opening night. Since we are only at the beginning, i will need to be a little more patient for the day to come.

Over the next couple of weeks I will be exploring and developing the role and ....... dying my hair a natural red. I am looking forward to the transformation and I think it's going to help with the development of the character. Sharing features of someone else will definitely help the feeling of being apart of something else - The other half of a twin. There maybe one down fall, in the real world I will also be sharing a hair colour with my partner - walking down the street with my boy  looking like siblings but hay.... There ain't nothing like confusing the public a little. When I came to the decision I was going to dye my hair I decided to look up the colors meaning, I found that:

'Put some red in your life when you want:

• increased enthusiasm and interest
• more energy
• action and confidence to go after your dreams
• protection from fears and anxieties'

http://crystal-cure.com/red.html

Not a bad start to my change if I do say so myself.....

Straya Day

The latest look: Australia Day Fashion.

Only in a Musical Theatre course.

Happy AUSTRALIA Day

Get yaself some vegemite toast!

A morning with Hart

With a song in my heart
I behold your adorable face.
Just a song at the start
but it soon is a hymn to your grace.
When the music swells
I'm touching you hand
It tells that your're standing near, and ..
At the sound of your voice 
heaven opens it's portals to me.
Can I help but rejoice
that a song such as ours came to be?
But I always knew
I would live life through
with a song in my heart for you. 

- Lorenz Hart -  

Inspiration

Timeless beauty. The depression. One woman's despair. 

One family's story. Breath taking. 

 .MILDRED PIERCE.

Thesis Empire

Sitting in a coffee shop looking at my thesis, drinking coffee and watching my guilty pleasure Boardwalk Empire in my peripheral. The quiet afternoons are the ones that allow you to hear your own thoughts and find your own happiness. #Finding peace.

The Artist

The sound of the film unwinding... My watch ticking... The crunch of popcorn.

All this I could hear while I watched the incredible film The Artist. I'm sure when you read that your thinking... 'how annoying and distracting', well yes. It was, but for a very good reason. It was fascinating what happened when  something as simple as spoken words in a film was taken away leaving the viewer to concentrate on the story of the life of an artist from fame and glory through the fast downward spiral to nothing. The orchestral music accompanying the film was enough to create atmosphere, it told its own story and was heart wrenching-ly beautiful, accompanying the actors to perfection. Jean Dujardin, french actor playing the life of George Valentin was divine. That is all. He so believably lead the audience through such a turmoil period of ones life with sophistication and tragic class.  My only criticism was the unbelievable (and not in the good way) tapping. There was the right sounds and lazy steps that didn't match, but in this case forgivable. Bérénice Bejo and Penelope Ann Miller were the stand out actresses for me. Bérénice shared a vibrant liveliness through her character Peppy and brought me to tears with her desperate longing to help. They both shared an ancient beauty in not just their looks but an acting style - a heightened reality - needless to say though it was suitable and when in the theater industry is it not a little ... well ... theatrical.

So if you get a chance and it's still in a cinema near you.. take your watch off, wear comfy undies and do it. You won't regret it.

A New Beginning

This Chinese New Year Weekend I realized.... I have been living in Singapore for a year and a half now. I moved here to continue study on the greatest love of my life - Musical Theater. However, living in another country away from home has is trials and tributes, and it has taken this long for me to really sit back and breathe in how lucky I am. 

Going through arts school and putting yourself through, is not easy. I do have to say above all it is rewarding but it's not everything... It's not what makes a person... Life is! We all experience beautiful and amazing things everyday and what we choose to do for a living is not what makes us who we are (I discovered my opinion of that from a musical I did) and I think we forget to remember those beautiful moments along the way. 

I have always loved reading other people's blogs and am compelled often by other's experiences and I decided, it's time I jot some things down myself. This blog will be a reflection of me and my life - random. It will be personal reminders of my journey and reminders of my small accomplishments along the way. Like so many others, the world through my eyes... my Purple Coloured Dreams.  

China Town - Singapore -
Chinese New Year Eve

Buddah Tooth Relic Temple and Museum