It's a beautiful mornin'...aaaahhh...I think I'll go outside for awhile...

And just smile...

So lovely and warm today. I'm wearing an outfit that looks ahead to summer--tight, white cap-sleeved tee-shirt, no stockings, lightweight khaki skirt, and new caramel high-heeled sandals with a leopard print inside. I just got them on Tuesday--the perfect summer accessory because they match your tan and make your legs look longer.

YAY!!!!!!!

Okay, long story:

A while ago, around mid-February, I got a call from Epstein-Wyckoff, asking me to come in for an interview. I called Peter for advice on what to do for an interview, and he gave me the low down--they're well-know, bi-coastal, well-respected. They handle film and Broadway, although no commercials. Went in for the interview beginning of March, the owner, Gary, liked what he saw, and asked me to audition. Gave me extensive notes on what he wanted. Two songs, two monologues--the best bit of advice was "Don't audition. Perform." Mid-March, I went in and did two monologues: Titania, "These are the forgeries of jealousy..." and from Say Goodnight, Gracie, the one about the Cuban missile crisis. I also sang "Waiting for Life" and "Embraceable You." He told me to call him the next day, "after I've had a chance to digest this." He's a difficult man to reach--I had to call several times over the next few days to reach him. Finally, he says he liked the audition, and liked me, but he's having a hard time typing me--can I come in again? So, after another couple of weeks, I do. This time I do Abigail's forest monologue from The Crucible, "Why, you taught me goodness, John..." (chewing up plenty o' scenery--"And by God, I will scrub the world clean for the love of Him!") and sang "My White Night" (thank you, Duncan) and "Gooch's Song." Immediately afterward he said he liked this audition much better--"I saw what I needed to see as an actress, and I heard what I needed to hear." Now he wants to know which CDs in the city have seen me. I emailed him the information the next day, and have been waiting to call him, to give him a chance to talk to those CDs to see if they remember me, and what they think.

I finally spoke with him today. He told me to send in some pictures and resumes! He wants to represent me! Yay!

The party is still on, BTW...

...especially in light of Duncan's and my news.

Almost nakedness everywhere!

My afternoon

I also had an audition today for a film--Electric Talent, the agency with whom I've been freelancing, called me in for it. I read for the role of the European au pair--they said I could use any European accent, although I think they wanted her to be Scandinavian. I did a Russian accent. After that I went down to the Lower East Side to meet with Amerifilm, the casting agency who got me the Sex and the City gig. They were considering sending me in for a Clairol web gig. I met with the CD there, and she also mentioned an upcoming Will Smith movie for whom they need background for a club scene. She asked if I was interested. I said, I don't list background on my resume but if the project's fun, I'll do it.

A very productive afternoon. And it's GOR-GEOUS outside.

Last Night

I went to the second week of the Rosetta Festival. About the same number of good plays to not-so-good. C.L.'s play, "Naked Men," was funny but oddly I think I preferred his reading at the auditions. And Eli Eagle was screwed. He was an actor at the auditions who was outstanding--gave strong readings for everything. I really liked his reading for the other guy in "Naked Men," and I asked C.L. who got him. He said everyone wanted him. But he ended up in another play, with two small parts that didn't showcase his talents at all. Dude was screwed.

There was a play in the second half that I LOVED. It was called "Shades" and it's hard to describe--basically it was the same scene done six different ways, with a color assigned to each "take." The first was straightforward, with normal conversational dialogue. The second was with "motivations"--characters would say "vicious dig" or "awkward joke" instead of making a vicious dig or whatever. The third was with their underlying thoughts--"I'm so uncomfortable, why doesn't he leave already?" The fourth was--they just imitated monkeys or savage men or something. The fifth was prologue--what happened before the scene. And the sixth was epilogue. The play was fascinating, absolutely riveting. You absolutely had to, wanted to pay attention to what was happening. Brilliant play.