“We probably should have quit four or five times, but we were stupid enough or determined enough to stick with it…”
- JASON EBEL, Two Brothers Brewing.
No salary for eight months? Damn! My hustle seems anemic by comparison. Read and enjoy.
8PM. Time to go to work.
I’ll make a few mistakes tonight. I always do. “The master weaver incorporated the mistakes of his students into a larger pattern.”
A pair of Master Weavers. I get to work with awesome people.
Time to head home. At least I got to wear sneakers tonight.
Late night cut-ups & hiccups. Nonstop hustle. All for the love of the game.
Taking the train. I will probably enjoy some post-show cocktails.
Quiet before the storm.
Ghost on the train. Headed home to my beautiful sleeping family. 5 AM comes pretty early…
Nonstop Hustle. All for the love of the game.
Late nights at the theatre, followed by…
…early mornings on set…
…hangover cures, and…
…finding the funny everywhere.
Nonstop hustle. All for the love of the game.
I bristle at the characterization of improvisation as getting on stage and “just making shit up.” But, understandably, I’m often asked how we “rehearse” for improvisation. It’s simple – we connect with each other and then make ourselves open to the whole wide world. Conduits.
Below are some photos from a recent rehearsal with a live band. It was a lot of fun.
“I love the recklessness of faith. First you leap and then you grow wings.”
“Fall, then figure out what to do on the way down.”
These are just quotes without action. Have you ever taken a leap (large or small) and hoped a parachute would appear? Did it? Or did you crash? Share in the Comments below…