Tuesday, January 31, 2012
Monday, January 30, 2012
Thursday, January 26, 2012
Monologue #3 (classical)
Romeo And Juliet
By Shakespeare
Character: Juliet
Thou know'st the mask of night is on my face, Else would a maiden blush repaint my cheek For that which thou hast heard me speak tonight. Fain would I dwell on form, fain, fain deny What I have spoke: but farewell compliment! Dost thou love me? I know thou wilt say "Ay," And I will take thy word: yet, if thou swear'st, Thou mayst prove false; at lovers' perjuries, They say, Jove laughs. O gentle Romeo, If thou dost love, pronounce it faithfully: Or if thou think'st I am too quickly won, I'll frown and be perverse and say thee nay, So thou wilt woo; but else, not for the world. In truth, fair Montague, I am too fond, And therefore thou mayst think my 'havior light: But trust me, gentlemen, I'll prove more true Than those that have more strange, I must confess, But that thou overheard'st, ere I was ware, My true love's passion: therefore pardon me, And not impute this yielding to light love, Which the dark night hath so discovered.
By Shakespeare
Character: Juliet
Thou know'st the mask of night is on my face, Else would a maiden blush repaint my cheek For that which thou hast heard me speak tonight. Fain would I dwell on form, fain, fain deny What I have spoke: but farewell compliment! Dost thou love me? I know thou wilt say "Ay," And I will take thy word: yet, if thou swear'st, Thou mayst prove false; at lovers' perjuries, They say, Jove laughs. O gentle Romeo, If thou dost love, pronounce it faithfully: Or if thou think'st I am too quickly won, I'll frown and be perverse and say thee nay, So thou wilt woo; but else, not for the world. In truth, fair Montague, I am too fond, And therefore thou mayst think my 'havior light: But trust me, gentlemen, I'll prove more true Than those that have more strange, I must confess, But that thou overheard'st, ere I was ware, My true love's passion: therefore pardon me, And not impute this yielding to light love, Which the dark night hath so discovered.
Monologue #2 (comedic)
30 Reasons Not To Be In A Play
By Alan Haehnel
Character: Cecily
Because you're just, you're just, you're just too shy. You...you can barely get two words out of your mouth in front of an audience. Whenever you have oral presentations in class, you, you, you, you just take that zero. If somebody tries to force you, you start to cry. A play? Oh, no, no, no. You're painfully shy. That would kill you. You would just die from embarrassment, staring out at those light, knowing that people are sitting there, judging you- judging what you're wearing, what you're saying, the way you're standing. You'd be mortified! I mean, it's a completely unreasonable request, to ask you to be in a play. They might as well tell youth stand against the wall so they can assemble a firing squad and have you shot, right? You're shy, remember? Hands-freezing, armpits-dripping, knees-knocking, head-pounding shy! Is that a problem? Is it? Just because you're shy, can't you be allowed to just stay in a corner and be that way, or does this society absolutely require that, no matter how traumatic it might be, you have to get up on stage and do whatever some script requires? You're shy, darn it! Shy, shy, shy! So what, if the script says sing the ABC's like n opera star, do you have to go ahead and start singing away? A-B-C-D-E-F-G! That's way too much to ask of a shy person, I'm telling you! If the script should require that you grab some strange guy and hold him close to you like he's your favorite teddy bear; if it commands that you stroke his hair and grab his shirt as if you can't live without him...are you supposed to just go ahead and do that? No! You're too shy! If the script calls for you to kiss him passionately...You see! He's to shy for that and so are you! You can't be in a play and you can't sing opera and you can't grope some guy and you just can't possibly make a fool of yourself in front of a crowd full of people because YOU ARE JUST WAY TOO AMAZINGLY, INCREDIBLY, PITIFULLY.. shy.
By Alan Haehnel
Character: Cecily
Because you're just, you're just, you're just too shy. You...you can barely get two words out of your mouth in front of an audience. Whenever you have oral presentations in class, you, you, you, you just take that zero. If somebody tries to force you, you start to cry. A play? Oh, no, no, no. You're painfully shy. That would kill you. You would just die from embarrassment, staring out at those light, knowing that people are sitting there, judging you- judging what you're wearing, what you're saying, the way you're standing. You'd be mortified! I mean, it's a completely unreasonable request, to ask you to be in a play. They might as well tell youth stand against the wall so they can assemble a firing squad and have you shot, right? You're shy, remember? Hands-freezing, armpits-dripping, knees-knocking, head-pounding shy! Is that a problem? Is it? Just because you're shy, can't you be allowed to just stay in a corner and be that way, or does this society absolutely require that, no matter how traumatic it might be, you have to get up on stage and do whatever some script requires? You're shy, darn it! Shy, shy, shy! So what, if the script says sing the ABC's like n opera star, do you have to go ahead and start singing away? A-B-C-D-E-F-G! That's way too much to ask of a shy person, I'm telling you! If the script should require that you grab some strange guy and hold him close to you like he's your favorite teddy bear; if it commands that you stroke his hair and grab his shirt as if you can't live without him...are you supposed to just go ahead and do that? No! You're too shy! If the script calls for you to kiss him passionately...You see! He's to shy for that and so are you! You can't be in a play and you can't sing opera and you can't grope some guy and you just can't possibly make a fool of yourself in front of a crowd full of people because YOU ARE JUST WAY TOO AMAZINGLY, INCREDIBLY, PITIFULLY.. shy.
Monologue #1 (dramatic)
Be Aggressive
By Annie Welsman
Character: Laura
Is that all there is to say? 'Cuz that does;t mean anything. In 1971, I wasn't even around yet. But that's when she was really alive, I think. She had a grey streak in the front of her hair. Premature grey. She had it for years until she finally got sick of the giggles and stares and she dyed it like the rest of them. I don't even remember barely. I was so little. She used to tell us things, but I barely remember and I can't ask her again! I can't say, "Hey, Mom, tell me things I never listened to! Tell me how to do things! Tell me how to bake sugar cookies so they're soft in the middle! Tell me how to sweep my hair back so it stays with just a pin. Tell me what it feels like when your water breaks and a baby comes out!" I don't have anybody to tell me that! I hate my dad! I'm sorry, but I hate him so much! How could he just keep going? I don't understand how he could just keep going! Is that what happens? You're young, and you believe in things, and then you, what? You get marries, you have kids, you move into a Spanish stucco ocean view unit and you forget? One day you wear you white streak like a peacock's tail, and the net day you're letting them paint it with bleach and toner and wrap it in tin foil and sitting under a his dryer to cook for an hour while you learn lip-lining tips from a beauty magazine! Like everybody else! When you sit under those dryer domes, you can't hear a thing. You just have to sit there quietly and let all that stuff soak into you. She's really been gone for a long time. I don't want to be a dead person. I want to be a person who's alive.
By Annie Welsman
Character: Laura
Is that all there is to say? 'Cuz that does;t mean anything. In 1971, I wasn't even around yet. But that's when she was really alive, I think. She had a grey streak in the front of her hair. Premature grey. She had it for years until she finally got sick of the giggles and stares and she dyed it like the rest of them. I don't even remember barely. I was so little. She used to tell us things, but I barely remember and I can't ask her again! I can't say, "Hey, Mom, tell me things I never listened to! Tell me how to do things! Tell me how to bake sugar cookies so they're soft in the middle! Tell me how to sweep my hair back so it stays with just a pin. Tell me what it feels like when your water breaks and a baby comes out!" I don't have anybody to tell me that! I hate my dad! I'm sorry, but I hate him so much! How could he just keep going? I don't understand how he could just keep going! Is that what happens? You're young, and you believe in things, and then you, what? You get marries, you have kids, you move into a Spanish stucco ocean view unit and you forget? One day you wear you white streak like a peacock's tail, and the net day you're letting them paint it with bleach and toner and wrap it in tin foil and sitting under a his dryer to cook for an hour while you learn lip-lining tips from a beauty magazine! Like everybody else! When you sit under those dryer domes, you can't hear a thing. You just have to sit there quietly and let all that stuff soak into you. She's really been gone for a long time. I don't want to be a dead person. I want to be a person who's alive.
Sunday, January 22, 2012
Sunday, January 15, 2012
Strengths & Weaknesses As An Actress
I feel like as an actress I have a natural stage presence and the ability to embrace a role to make the audience feel comfortable with my characterisation of the role, I also feel like I take direction and suggestions well from other fellow actors and the directors. I would love to improve being able to develop a character more easily and also improve my ability to make, and feel comfortable with, my own direction and ideas instead of only direction from others. This semester I want to work a lot with audition settings. Because I get so nervous in auditions and I feel like I never perform my best and the director doesn't see what I can really do. So I want to be able to go into an audition with lots of confidence and not be as nervous and have the ability to show everything I have to offer. One thing that really scares me about acting is drawing a blank on stage. Forgetting my lines or the lyrics to a song would be awful, I wouldn't know what to do. For some people that would be considered a challenge and they would have the opportunity to practice their improv skills. But for me, I am so bad at improv, I have never been good at it, and so I would really be at a lose for words if I went blank on stage. I guess you would have to face that fear head one. Because if you avoid it, then you will never improve as an actor. To face that fear and try to prevent it, I would study my lines over and over again until there is no doubt that I will remember them. I should probably work on my improve skills too, that is just the one thing that I never felt comfortable doing and have never been very good at.
Wednesday, January 11, 2012
My autobiography
My name is Maddison Marie Brannon, but I go by Maddie. I'm a sophomore and I'm 15 years old, about to be 16, my birthday is January 29. I have never lived anywhere else but here. I am a born and raised southern girl. I have two siblings, one brother, Grant, and one sister, Mckenzie. My brother is a senior this year and my sister is a junior in college at The United States Naval Academy. The idea of my sister being in the Military is scary, but it's a really cool feeling also. I am and have always been a really strong Christian. God has done some amazing things in my life and I can't wait to see what else he has in store for me in the future.
I was home schooled in elementary school, some people say that home schooled kids are weird, it's totally not true because look how I turned out :) and I went to Saluda Trail Middle School. I have always been in all honors classes. I have been acting sense I was about 5 or 6 for my church. I've taken a drama class sense 6th grade. My first big play was in the 6th grade, with Rock Hill Community theatre under the direction of Mr. C. I use to be super shy when I was little and I only talked to the people that I knew really well. When I was about 4 I didn't talk to anybody, only my family, people actually thought that I was a mute because I never talked to them.
I play soccer for the school, I also played volleyball for school, however this past season was my last for volleyball. I have danced for 11 years, and recently stopped last year because of Volleyball. I wish I had stuck with dancing because I was in sooo much better shape when I danced every day.
My favorite food is Mac & Cheese! I LOVE monkeys and the color blue. I am obsessed with Johnny Depp! And my favorite movies are the Sherlock Holmes movies, AMAZING. I have two dogs and two cats, I'm not too fond of my cats but I love my dogs, most of the time. One weird, strange fact about me is that I am allergic to Honeynut Cheerios, they make me sneeze every time I eat them. And I am a HUGE people person, I try to love pretty much everybody:).
I was home schooled in elementary school, some people say that home schooled kids are weird, it's totally not true because look how I turned out :) and I went to Saluda Trail Middle School. I have always been in all honors classes. I have been acting sense I was about 5 or 6 for my church. I've taken a drama class sense 6th grade. My first big play was in the 6th grade, with Rock Hill Community theatre under the direction of Mr. C. I use to be super shy when I was little and I only talked to the people that I knew really well. When I was about 4 I didn't talk to anybody, only my family, people actually thought that I was a mute because I never talked to them.
I play soccer for the school, I also played volleyball for school, however this past season was my last for volleyball. I have danced for 11 years, and recently stopped last year because of Volleyball. I wish I had stuck with dancing because I was in sooo much better shape when I danced every day.
My favorite food is Mac & Cheese! I LOVE monkeys and the color blue. I am obsessed with Johnny Depp! And my favorite movies are the Sherlock Holmes movies, AMAZING. I have two dogs and two cats, I'm not too fond of my cats but I love my dogs, most of the time. One weird, strange fact about me is that I am allergic to Honeynut Cheerios, they make me sneeze every time I eat them. And I am a HUGE people person, I try to love pretty much everybody:).
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