With Age comes... ???

At left: artsy shattered glass/gold-leafed window, on way to first ZEN rehearsal.

I know that all of you have been sitting by your computers day and night, waiting to find out how my first ZEN rehearsals went. It's hard leading such a fascinating life-- such pressure!

I've gotten through two demanding 3 1/2 hour rehearsals. Met the other cast members. I am OLD. This one young man is barely out of the womb compared to me.

So far we've spent our time Carin' and Sharin', we've played many Theater Gamez that have stretched my enfeebled brain beyond its normal Senior Citizen capacity, and we've done some Improv, which is always fun.

This Sunday evening we're going to Baker Beach, as the beach and sand are going to be major components of this theater piece.

I'm not sure how much to vent/gossip about this whole process on the old blog, as I'm uneasy about writing anything that might risk my reputation with my new The-a-tre Palz...

I am learning some major new stuff, which is great.

My main background and training is in Visual Art-- whereas these folks are heavy college Theater Majors, so there's a lot that I simply haven't experienced before in my piecemeal Acting/ Performance training.

Cavorting around in sequins, or running around an Opera House stage with a spear, seems a bit inadequate right now for what I feel (fear) will be expected of me.

Confidence!