<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3059581633773696469</id><updated>2011-07-07T22:19:25.303-07:00</updated><category term='Directing'/><category term='Gypsy'/><category term='acting'/><category term='tkapow'/><category term='on the table'/><category term='playreading'/><title type='text'>Our Deepest Fear</title><subtitle type='html'>Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be?  -Marianne Williamson</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://careycahoon.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3059581633773696469/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://careycahoon.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Carey Cahoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10000539061906226131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-_CD8x2RrM/SiQEtwXYGlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cGuBm5u4f0g/S220/square+me.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3059581633773696469.post-7104392397933923431</id><published>2010-09-27T19:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T19:29:05.232-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='acting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tkapow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on the table'/><title type='text'>The Joy of Sewing... and sewing... and sewing...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D-_CD8x2RrM/TKFRrUuLOzI/AAAAAAAAACA/RfSUuiKi_9s/s1600/heddacostume1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 187px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 248px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521784422871546674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D-_CD8x2RrM/TKFRrUuLOzI/AAAAAAAAACA/RfSUuiKi_9s/s320/heddacostume1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I rarely costume shows anymore, but I took the opportunity to design and build the women’s costumes for theatre KAPOW's recent production of &lt;em&gt;Hedda Gabler&lt;/em&gt;. I did it in part because I love the show, and in part because I love the period. If you are going to build a show only once every few years, why build an easy one, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I planned ahead as best I could - sketching designs, finding patterns, shopping for material in June. After I returned from my six weeks in New York at the Atlantic Acting School’s summer intensive, I got down to building the show. Here are some reflections on the five weeks I spent chained to my machine (that’s how it felt).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is so nice to be able to see and touch the product of time spent on something. This is true not only for the finished product of the whole costume piece, but for all the steps along the way as well. Even 15 minutes pent in front of the machine can have a tangible result. I have always known that I am a task and goal-oriented person, and I was reminded of that often during this process as I compared time spent sewing with time spent doing other things. But while those other things may not have the same tangible result, they do serve a purpose – if nothing else, to provide that contrast and make us appreciate the productive times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D-_CD8x2RrM/TKFSWTQuJPI/AAAAAAAAACI/ebN1gB8sxO4/s1600/Hedda_promo_08b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 214px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521785161213945074" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D-_CD8x2RrM/TKFSWTQuJPI/AAAAAAAAACI/ebN1gB8sxO4/s320/Hedda_promo_08b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things always take longer than you think they will. Always. Sometimes a LOT longer. It is hard to plan accordingly. But if something if worth doing, it is worth doing right. And there is no substitution for attention to detail. And trimmings. And accessories. But they all take time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, you have to abandon the pattern or the directions and follow your gut. I’ve frequently fallen to “improvisational scenery” in my times as a designer and builder for companies with larger shoestrings than budgets. But I am much more comfortable there than in the “improvisational dressmaking” stream I found myself fording during this process. It was enormously challenging, but I found that I could apply three important things I spent the summer learning to engage with regard to acting: bravery, will, and common sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, I am struck by how many areas of my life my training this summer has affected, for the positive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3059581633773696469-7104392397933923431?l=careycahoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://careycahoon.blogspot.com/feeds/7104392397933923431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://careycahoon.blogspot.com/2010/09/joy-of-sewing-and-sewing-and-sewing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3059581633773696469/posts/default/7104392397933923431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3059581633773696469/posts/default/7104392397933923431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://careycahoon.blogspot.com/2010/09/joy-of-sewing-and-sewing-and-sewing.html' title='The Joy of Sewing... and sewing... and sewing...'/><author><name>Carey Cahoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10000539061906226131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-_CD8x2RrM/SiQEtwXYGlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cGuBm5u4f0g/S220/square+me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D-_CD8x2RrM/TKFRrUuLOzI/AAAAAAAAACA/RfSUuiKi_9s/s72-c/heddacostume1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3059581633773696469.post-6432832187964212323</id><published>2010-09-20T17:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T17:52:01.078-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='acting'/><title type='text'>Reflections on my summer training</title><content type='html'>This summer I was blessed to spend six weeks in training at the Atlantic Acting School’s summer intensive. So much happened in those weeks, it seems impossible to reflect on it all and describe it all. I am struck almost daily by how much I learned, how much I grew, and how much I changed over those six weeks, and in the weeks since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always thought of myself as a tenacious and hard-working person. I learned this summer that I did not know the meaning of those words. I have learned that I can be tenacious, and I can be hard-working, but that I have not been previously. It took me almost three weeks into the program to finally embrace the 8 am – 10 pm days in studio, plus time in the morning doing vocal and speech practice, plus hours after 10 back in my room reading plays, learning lines, and trying to keep up with things like laundry. One of our teachers said, “I know you are tired, the fatigue feels unbearable. But let me tell you now: you will never not be tired. The fatigue will always be there – some days more than others, but it will always be there. It is not an excuse.” So true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breathe. It sounds so simple when you say it. Just breathe. But there is so much in just a breath. I was amazed to realize how much tension I carried in my body without realizing, and how much that restricted my breathing. Who ever thought letting go of tension could be so much work in and of itself? These are the things that pop into my head on a regular basis now: “Is your mouth open or closed?” “Drop your booty” “Keep that head on top of your spine” “Where are your feet? Under your hips?” And at least twice a day I touch my fingers to my forehead to relax by furrowed brow and stop the “11s” from leaving their mark. There is progress, baby steps. I hardly ever wake up with my jaw locked and sore from clenching and grinding my teeth in my sleep anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is so much that I don’t know. There are so many wonderful plays that I have not seen, books that I have not read, and music that I have not heard. There is so much in the world that all of us can still learn. We must surround ourselves and fill our lives with good work, good food, and good people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never had the courage, strength or understanding to think of myself as an artist, much less to call myself an artist. I learned that being an actor is hard, hard work, and is not something to belittle or downplay or be ashamed of. I was inspired by teachers and fellow students whose work elicited both laughter and tears. I was driven to work harder than I ever have at anything before to overcome the fear and doubt that have ruled my mind for so many years and to embrace the strength and beauty that work led me to. More than anything else this summer, the moment that means the most to me was when a fellow student said of me “There is an artist.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am an artist. It is not easy, and it does not come without sacrifice, but I will continue to work hard at it every day. I wake up an hour or 90 minutes earlier than I did before the summer. I walk 30 minutes almost every day, and six days out of the week I do my vocal practice and my speech practice. I must continue to work to find time to read more, to take a yoga class or a dance class, and also to enjoy my loving husband and my amazing daughter. &lt;em&gt;It is not easy, and it does not come without sacrifice, but I will continue to work hard at it every day&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to everyone who was a part of my summer at the Atlantic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3059581633773696469-6432832187964212323?l=careycahoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://careycahoon.blogspot.com/feeds/6432832187964212323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://careycahoon.blogspot.com/2010/09/reflections-on-my-summer-training.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3059581633773696469/posts/default/6432832187964212323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3059581633773696469/posts/default/6432832187964212323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://careycahoon.blogspot.com/2010/09/reflections-on-my-summer-training.html' title='Reflections on my summer training'/><author><name>Carey Cahoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10000539061906226131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-_CD8x2RrM/SiQEtwXYGlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cGuBm5u4f0g/S220/square+me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3059581633773696469.post-8825246240177422568</id><published>2009-12-28T11:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T11:57:51.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ah, the classics...</title><content type='html'>Yesterday's read was &lt;em&gt;The Cure at Troy&lt;/em&gt; by Seamus Heaney.  I had not read the Philoctetes before, which includes fascinatingly negative portrayal of Odysseus.  Which of course, I rather like.  Heaney's language is pointed and really hits on the question of what is the right thing to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love about classical plays that everyone is guilty of something, no one is ever completely right or good.  It is all about the shades of gray.   Philoctetes is at once both sympathetic and detestable.  And I love a good chorus.  I am a HUGE han of the choral voice and love that this script is written with that as a suggestion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some quotes that stuck with me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Philoctetes. Hercules.  Odysseus.&lt;br /&gt;Heroes. Victims.  Gods and human beings.&lt;br /&gt;All throwing shapes, every one of them&lt;br /&gt;Convinced he's in the right, all of them glad&lt;br /&gt;To repeat themselves and their every last mistake,&lt;br /&gt;No matter what." - Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Scruples are self-indulgence at this stage." - Odysseus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Whose side are the gods on?&lt;br /&gt;What are human beings to make of them?&lt;br /&gt;How am I to keep on praising gods&lt;br /&gt;If they keep disappointing me, and never&lt;br /&gt;Match the good of my side with their good?"  - Philoctetes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3059581633773696469-8825246240177422568?l=careycahoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://careycahoon.blogspot.com/feeds/8825246240177422568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://careycahoon.blogspot.com/2009/12/ah-classics.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3059581633773696469/posts/default/8825246240177422568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3059581633773696469/posts/default/8825246240177422568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://careycahoon.blogspot.com/2009/12/ah-classics.html' title='Ah, the classics...'/><author><name>Carey Cahoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10000539061906226131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-_CD8x2RrM/SiQEtwXYGlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cGuBm5u4f0g/S220/square+me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3059581633773696469.post-448519566456542170</id><published>2009-12-25T17:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T18:10:11.272-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='playreading'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gypsy'/><title type='text'>Burlesque and Carnage</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Ah, with Christmas break comes some welcome quiet time to read. I finally finished the Gypsy memoir today. A truly fascinating read, really very interesting and sooooooo helpful in preparing to direct the show. Some of my favorite quotes:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Start thinkin' about what your goin' to be tomorrow - not what you were yesterday."&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I wanted to say good-by to someone, just once, who was sorry to see us leave.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"God will protect us. But to make sure, carry a heavy club."&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;After I finished that, I read &lt;em&gt;God of Carnage&lt;/em&gt; - Yasmina Reza's latest hit. Funny, funny stuff. A show I'd love to do in eight or ten years. I love the rapid disintegration from proper and polite to way-too-personal mud-slinging and fit-pitching. I guess vomiting on the coffee table will do that to an evening.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3059581633773696469-448519566456542170?l=careycahoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://careycahoon.blogspot.com/feeds/448519566456542170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://careycahoon.blogspot.com/2009/12/burlesque-and-carnage.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3059581633773696469/posts/default/448519566456542170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3059581633773696469/posts/default/448519566456542170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://careycahoon.blogspot.com/2009/12/burlesque-and-carnage.html' title='Burlesque and Carnage'/><author><name>Carey Cahoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10000539061906226131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-_CD8x2RrM/SiQEtwXYGlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cGuBm5u4f0g/S220/square+me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3059581633773696469.post-7546004537580209438</id><published>2009-08-21T18:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T18:19:22.979-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='acting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tkapow'/><title type='text'>The Lover and The Problem</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.tkapow.com/Images/loverproblem.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 225px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 296px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://www.tkapow.com/Images/loverproblem.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My next acting project with theatre KAPOW: I'll be playing Sarah in &lt;em&gt;The Lover&lt;/em&gt; and the Wife in The Problem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;theatre KAPOW opens their second season with the titillating pairing of &lt;em&gt;The Lover&lt;/em&gt; by Harold Pinter and &lt;em&gt;The Problem&lt;/em&gt; by A.R. Gurney Jr. at the Stockbridge Theatre in Derry, NH. The shows are directed by Matthew Cahoon and I play opposite Brian Kennedy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pinter’s &lt;em&gt;The Lover&lt;/em&gt; is about a middle class couple who live a secluded life in a respectable English town. The play, written in 1962, explores the repercussions when dull domesticity and sexual fantasy collide. A.R. Gurney’s &lt;em&gt;The Problem&lt;/em&gt; is a quite funny American take on a similar theme and written just a few years later in 1969. A husband and wife are caught in a complicated and perverse spiral of sexual fantasies that enable them to keep their marriage alive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is an interesting pairing of scripts and will make for a truly "tKAPOW" evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Performances are Friday, September 11 at 7:30 pm and Saturday September 12 at 2:00 pm and 7:30 pm at the Stockbridge Theatre in Derry, NH. Tickets can be purchased by calling the Stockbridge Theatre Box Office at (603) 437-5210, or online at &lt;a href="http://www.tkapow.com/"&gt;http://www.tkapow.com/&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3059581633773696469-7546004537580209438?l=careycahoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://careycahoon.blogspot.com/feeds/7546004537580209438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://careycahoon.blogspot.com/2009/08/lover-and-problem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3059581633773696469/posts/default/7546004537580209438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3059581633773696469/posts/default/7546004537580209438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://careycahoon.blogspot.com/2009/08/lover-and-problem.html' title='The Lover and The Problem'/><author><name>Carey Cahoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10000539061906226131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-_CD8x2RrM/SiQEtwXYGlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cGuBm5u4f0g/S220/square+me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3059581633773696469.post-1117863932914997739</id><published>2009-07-21T18:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T17:18:25.362-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Directing'/><title type='text'>Alexander and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day</title><content type='html'>I love doing theatre for young audiences.  It has been while since I did it, and this week I had the chance to return to the put-the-show-together-in-a-week process I cut my teeth on several years ago.  I directed &lt;em&gt;Alexander and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day&lt;/em&gt; for the summer series at the &lt;a href="http://www.stockbridgetheatre.com/"&gt;Stockbridge Theatre&lt;/a&gt;.  I was reminded of several lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not easy to put together a show in a week, but it is possible.   Keep it simple and come prepared- that's the key.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Young audiences are great audiences.  They challenge you to hold their attention.  Keep things clean and clear and active.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ensemble is so very important.  You have to enjoy one another and help one another.  Like I said, it is not easy to put together a show in a week, but it is possible.  Creativity from the first rehearsal is essential - because by the second rehearsal you have to be solidifying things!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The simplest stories are often the best.  Take Alexander and the THNGVBD, based on the wonderful book by Judith Viorst.  Everyone in the audience - parents and grandparents and children alike can relate to Alexander and his day.  Sincerity is most important ingredient to the book, and to a successful production.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was refreshing to go through a quick-and-dirty process like this again, and relive some great memories of my past experiences.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3059581633773696469-1117863932914997739?l=careycahoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://careycahoon.blogspot.com/feeds/1117863932914997739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://careycahoon.blogspot.com/2009/07/alexander-and-terrible-horrible-no-good.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3059581633773696469/posts/default/1117863932914997739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3059581633773696469/posts/default/1117863932914997739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://careycahoon.blogspot.com/2009/07/alexander-and-terrible-horrible-no-good.html' title='Alexander and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day'/><author><name>Carey Cahoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10000539061906226131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-_CD8x2RrM/SiQEtwXYGlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cGuBm5u4f0g/S220/square+me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3059581633773696469.post-7197518916137312391</id><published>2009-07-06T10:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T12:54:11.967-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='playreading'/><title type='text'>Anna and the King of Siam</title><content type='html'>I finally finished reading it! It did get better in the second half.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What makes it a compelling story is the last chapter: the long-term results of the influence Anna had over the Prince, and ultimately the culture of Siam. I find it interesting that the musical adaptation focuses much more on her relationship with the King, how it changes eventually to a friendship, even hinting at more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to read it because I was hoping for some really wonderful descriptive passage about the Palace and the city to inspire me for the design of the show.  They were few and far between, since the book is really centered on Anna’s relationships and the social circumstances of the people she meets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched the movie again a few days after finishing the book, and was reminded what a really breathtaking number “Small House of Uncle Thomas” is, and how incredibly amazing Jerome Robbins work is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3059581633773696469-7197518916137312391?l=careycahoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://careycahoon.blogspot.com/feeds/7197518916137312391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://careycahoon.blogspot.com/2009/07/anna-and-king-of-siam.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3059581633773696469/posts/default/7197518916137312391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3059581633773696469/posts/default/7197518916137312391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://careycahoon.blogspot.com/2009/07/anna-and-king-of-siam.html' title='Anna and the King of Siam'/><author><name>Carey Cahoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10000539061906226131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-_CD8x2RrM/SiQEtwXYGlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cGuBm5u4f0g/S220/square+me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3059581633773696469.post-3706012949466841711</id><published>2009-06-26T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T11:42:02.299-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='playreading'/><title type='text'>Ashes to Ashes</title><content type='html'>Harold Pinter's Ashes to Ashes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pause.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read it at lunch today.  Matthew liked this one much better than I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pause.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My initial reaction was yech!  Too weird.  As I am thinking about it more I am intrigued by the theme of dreams throughout the piece.  Is she telling him about a dream?  Is the whole thing perhaps a dream?  The end (which is really the part that made me dislike the whole thing) makes a lot more sense if the whole thing is a dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pause.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps it makes much more sense in production.   Especially when the playwright is directing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still slogging my way through Anna and the King of Siam.  Every day another chapter...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pause.  :-)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3059581633773696469-3706012949466841711?l=careycahoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://careycahoon.blogspot.com/feeds/3706012949466841711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://careycahoon.blogspot.com/2009/06/ashes-to-ashes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3059581633773696469/posts/default/3706012949466841711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3059581633773696469/posts/default/3706012949466841711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://careycahoon.blogspot.com/2009/06/ashes-to-ashes.html' title='Ashes to Ashes'/><author><name>Carey Cahoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10000539061906226131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-_CD8x2RrM/SiQEtwXYGlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cGuBm5u4f0g/S220/square+me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3059581633773696469.post-553797523649802623</id><published>2009-06-23T18:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T11:43:07.734-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='playreading'/><title type='text'>Laughing Wild</title><content type='html'>I've been remiss... last week I finished Laughing Wild. I have to say that I have not enjoyed my past experiences with Christopher Durang (which I admit are limited). But I thoroughly enjoyed this script. I like the varied iterations of the tuna fish sequence the best. And the Sally Jesse Raphael is dead bits cracked me up, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered upon starting to read it that I once used a selection of the opening scene as an audition monologue (the tuna fish incident actually). I don't remember what I was auditioning for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I continue to slog my way through Anna and the King. NOT a riveting read.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3059581633773696469-553797523649802623?l=careycahoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://careycahoon.blogspot.com/feeds/553797523649802623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://careycahoon.blogspot.com/2009/06/laughing-wild.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3059581633773696469/posts/default/553797523649802623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3059581633773696469/posts/default/553797523649802623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://careycahoon.blogspot.com/2009/06/laughing-wild.html' title='Laughing Wild'/><author><name>Carey Cahoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10000539061906226131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-_CD8x2RrM/SiQEtwXYGlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cGuBm5u4f0g/S220/square+me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3059581633773696469.post-8225658328432301005</id><published>2009-06-12T19:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T20:22:23.958-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='playreading'/><title type='text'>The Fourth Wall</title><content type='html'>This evening A.R. Gurney Jr's play &lt;em&gt;The Fourth Wall&lt;/em&gt; was on the menu - the revised edition.  I wonder if it will be revised again next time a Republican is in office.  I did laugh out loud several times - mostly at the absurd theatre jokes.  Quite enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only other Gurney pieces I have read are &lt;em&gt;The Dining Room &lt;/em&gt;(which I performed in my freshman year of college) and &lt;em&gt;Love Letters&lt;/em&gt;.  I like this comedy better than Dining.  It is a very different type of show from Letters, apples and oranges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel the need to sing a random Cole Porter tune.  &lt;em&gt;There's a little bit of GYPSY in me...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3059581633773696469-8225658328432301005?l=careycahoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://careycahoon.blogspot.com/feeds/8225658328432301005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://careycahoon.blogspot.com/2009/06/fourth-wall.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3059581633773696469/posts/default/8225658328432301005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3059581633773696469/posts/default/8225658328432301005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://careycahoon.blogspot.com/2009/06/fourth-wall.html' title='The Fourth Wall'/><author><name>Carey Cahoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10000539061906226131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-_CD8x2RrM/SiQEtwXYGlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cGuBm5u4f0g/S220/square+me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3059581633773696469.post-2457223916744953001</id><published>2009-06-07T16:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T16:51:17.045-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='playreading'/><title type='text'>Latest reads</title><content type='html'>There is always side reading going on in addition to the big list.  Yesterday at the beach (while getting a slight sunburn) I read:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; - The Moonshot Tape and Poster of the Cosmos by Lanford Wilson&lt;br /&gt; - Reunion and The Dark Pony by David Mamet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Wilson was okay.  Very graphic at points.  I am not I really like the character of Diane - it was not a particularly sensitive writing of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoyed the Mamets very much, as usual.  Reunion is beautiful at points - very poetic.  Heart-breaking truthfulness and reality to both the father and the daughter.  Dark Pony is an interesting piece - I'd love to see it done - to hear it, actually, since it is a very auditory piece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully this week I'll start on something from the reading list.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3059581633773696469-2457223916744953001?l=careycahoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://careycahoon.blogspot.com/feeds/2457223916744953001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://careycahoon.blogspot.com/2009/06/latest-reads.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3059581633773696469/posts/default/2457223916744953001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3059581633773696469/posts/default/2457223916744953001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://careycahoon.blogspot.com/2009/06/latest-reads.html' title='Latest reads'/><author><name>Carey Cahoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10000539061906226131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-_CD8x2RrM/SiQEtwXYGlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cGuBm5u4f0g/S220/square+me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3059581633773696469.post-5941779569315292537</id><published>2009-06-01T10:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T11:31:29.595-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on the table'/><title type='text'>My summer reading list</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D-_CD8x2RrM/SiQc7c6hPDI/AAAAAAAAABw/tPKwYA_TOGA/s1600-h/kingandibook.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 186px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 280px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342426865667750962" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D-_CD8x2RrM/SiQc7c6hPDI/AAAAAAAAABw/tPKwYA_TOGA/s320/kingandibook.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D-_CD8x2RrM/SiQbRM2usrI/AAAAAAAAABI/B2x3Nv2CduQ/s1600-h/AYLIbook.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 177px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 284px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342425040290755250" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D-_CD8x2RrM/SiQbRM2usrI/AAAAAAAAABI/B2x3Nv2CduQ/s320/AYLIbook.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D-_CD8x2RrM/SiQbRiCrQgI/AAAAAAAAABY/2bvUgoxHBYY/s1600-h/gypsybook.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 185px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 284px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342425045978006018" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D-_CD8x2RrM/SiQbRiCrQgI/AAAAAAAAABY/2bvUgoxHBYY/s320/gypsybook.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just the beginning, and all to prepare for design or directing jobs. I'm looking forward most to reading GYPSY.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3059581633773696469-5941779569315292537?l=careycahoon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://careycahoon.blogspot.com/feeds/5941779569315292537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://careycahoon.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-summer-reading-list.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3059581633773696469/posts/default/5941779569315292537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3059581633773696469/posts/default/5941779569315292537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://careycahoon.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-summer-reading-list.html' title='My summer reading list'/><author><name>Carey Cahoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10000539061906226131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D-_CD8x2RrM/SiQEtwXYGlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cGuBm5u4f0g/S220/square+me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D-_CD8x2RrM/SiQc7c6hPDI/AAAAAAAAABw/tPKwYA_TOGA/s72-c/kingandibook.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
