i’m glad the shit that lives in the ocean lacks the ability to leave the ocean because most of it is scary as fuck
One day I want to do an aerial show as a terrifying underwater world with scary creatures and all the beautiful/terrifying glow creatures from the depths.
aaaaahhh I managed to get a place from the audition on Saturday. It’s not paid well, but it will be an interesting project to work on. I want to do it…
In the last 8 days I have:
Friday: Attended a strange audition in Manchester
Saturday: Got up early, built the evil rig in Hull, performed, taken down rig - had a 13 hour day in total.
Monday:Picked up contortion teacher Kristina Nekyia from Manchester airport at 7.30am. Drove home and generally looked after her. Did workshops from 4.30 - 9pm. Crashed
Tuesday: Took Kristina to the station for 9.15 am. Trained the rest of the day. Discovered computer was broken. Took it for repair.
Wednesday: Did an acro yoga workshop all day. Trained contortion in the evening.
Thursday: Day 1 of rope workshop with Will Davis. Found out my boyfriend had actually broken his finger playing cricket the day before. Picked up computer. Stretched and went to ballet class.
Today: Drove my boyfriend to the hospital to get his finger splinted. Day 2 of rope workshop. Came home. Collapsed. Finally sent off a big contract.
I still need to stretch and pack for my ‘holiday’. This ‘holiday’ involves me driving 5+ hours tomorrow to the South coast to stay with friends of my boyfriend, who whilst I like them, I’m still not at ease with them. Plus there will be lots of new people, which I find stressful
I also get to drive back next week. Plus worry about all the work I’ve had to miss out on this weekend. And worry about all the important meetings that are happening this week that I’ll also miss. And also worry about my second audition next Saturday.
So out of it after today’s gig that I showered without taking my make up off. Looked in the mirror just now in horror and finally have it off.
Auditions always make me feel ill. Grr.
Argh. We all talk/declaim/debate the same way.
Sent off 3 applications to calls for aerialists in the last few weeks. Got 2 auditions out of it.
That’s good, I suppose? In general I hate doing auditions because of time/effort/money/travel considerations.
The big advantage is that they’re not in London. Can’t say how happy that makes me.
A; What is this mythical thing you call ‘holiday’?
B: It’s one of those things that you never have - like owning a house
C: Or money, or job security