The beauty of live theater

Just a little story I’d like to share about my awesome experience with Palm Beach Drama(in the)works, reading ‘how it feels to fall from the sky’ by Dominic Finocchiaro earlier this week. On top of this being a gorgeous play, we had such a talented group of actors and fabulous Bruce Linser as our director. Great experience from the get go.

BUT the real star of Monday night’s performance was my electricity going out IN THE MIDDLE of the play. I felt my adrenaline kick in and my fiancé (Ralfi) and I ran around screaming*, trying to find a way to regain internet and lighting my face all before my next scene. Before I knew it, I had a hotspot and Ralfi holding/taping mini flashlights to my tripod in pitch black. We were back on without a (super obvious) hitch. It was a theater miracle from my bedroom. I felt so much joy performing. And the greatest joy was in the thick of craziness. And so much joy having a kick ass partner who read my mind while I was screaming incoherent sounds in pitch black.

* I know I said before that we both ran around screaming, but it was really just me sitting there screaming, and him running around doing the work of a very experienced Deck Electrician (of which he has no actual experience).

What a joy to feel a little rush of a live performance again. Here’s a couple pics of our thrown together set up.