...before heading to Boston for the National Association of Teachers of Singing Conference. I'm promoting my Grandma's Book (in her 80s - writing a book!). It's called Authentic Bel Canto and when her website is done I'll make sure it's all published and great. We just got the printed copies today. Isn't she amazing! I'm so proud of her finally getting this done. She says it's her life's work (so let's all pray that she doesn't die as soon as this conference is over ;).
On an introspective note, I was writing in my journal before heading to bed tonight - a big day of auditions and work ahead- and I thought I'd share what I wrote. For myself, and anyone out there who may need it :).
"...It was interesting coming in to the city, how quickly fear set in to my heart. This is the monster that ate me whole...or maybe it was me. Eating myself whole. Letting fear push me into seomthing I'm not. I'm glad I'm here to work on conquering that and that I have so many friends and family to visit and be with.
Just keep getting on that horse and learning to ride. It's like wake boarding this summer. I was so scared because last time I was injured and novice. But then, when the boat pulled me up, I had the time of my life. Now that I'm well, not that I've fallen, this time I'll find more skill and love the challenge that beat me before."
Good night all... see you out there.
I got a message from a friend after a show recently. Every once in a while I'll have some say something really awesome about how my art has made an impact. It means the world to me when they share it.
"Thought you might appreciate this, Artist to Artist. I often associate memories to music. For instance when ever I play waterfalls by coldplay in reminds me of my first summer at my favorite theatre. Sometimes I will do this on purpose. Like my grad school graduation day, I picked a song to listen to for that day. Now I remember my graduation when I listen to it. Last night as I was driving home listening to your CD i realized this was the last time I would ever be driving home after a show. That I will be sleeping under the roof I grew up in for the last time. My parents recently sold it and are moving this week. So many memorize of driving home after improv or after a play. And I knew that I would remember moment that moment forever...and your music is now attached to that memory. So thank you for your music. It now holds a great memory and I will treasure it forever."