Headshots

Reflection

So far we've learned a variety of things from memorizing monologues to completing resumes. I've gained so much knowledge and I am so grateful. As we began learning our monologues, we learned the audition process which included slating, what to wear, showing your personality, filling out an audition form and resume, and creating head shots. When auditioning for our current one acts, we put these skills to work as well as the concept of cold reading. While rehearsing, we begin working on staging and movement. With movement, we had to determine whether our characters movements were big, small, deep, shallow, direct, indirect, tense, loose, heavy, or relaxed. We also dealt with colors in how they describe our characters mood. For instance, red represented anger and yellow represented happiness. Also we did this activity where we experimented with what animal and element(such as, fire, water, wind) our character would be. By doing these activities we were able to connect more with our characters. Through this process, we had to discover the objectives of our characters. This included their obstacles, tactics, goals, and stakes. All these components have helped us to become better actors and actresses. I'm looking forward to continuing this journey!

Character Bio

My character goes by the name of Pamela Warden. She is the hospital administrator. Her job is to oversee all actions and affiliations of the hospital. Anything concerning the well being of the hospital as well as the customers is her responsibility. As the administrator, she handles any issues that become present. Whats in the best interest of the hospital, employees, and customers is what she strives for. In the scene, she puts on a smile to impress the Hacketts thus displaying good customer service. Her attitude quickly shifts as the Hacketts try to intimidate her. She becomes stern and very authoritative. She is very straight forward, throwing all morals out the window as she presumes to switch the babies. Warden is all about business as she cuts off emotion. However, in the future this could lead to her lacking a personal life as she lets work come between her relationships as well as friendships. Throughout the scene, she uses tactics such as aggression, intimidation, aggression, deception, and manipulation as she attempts to avoid a lawsuit for the hospital. The stakes therefore a very high.

Comedic Monologue

Election Day by Josh Tobiessen
Brenda: No, it's ok Adam. I am on drugs. Ok now, hang on and hear me out. There was this big bag of narcotical materials, that I may have eaten. Unintentionally well, no, fine intentionally, but because of the police. Ok ok ok. Earlier today, I found myself to be in       possession of a sandwich bag, containing no sandwich, but rather a certain quantity of a controlled substance. When I was in the car later on, a police officer of the law, attemptedly        tried to pull me over, and I reacted in such a way as to not go to jail. So, I ate, and eventually consumed, the inner contents of the aforementioned sandwich bag, therefore inebriating the evidence. In a sense he didn't pull me over and actually was probably not following me, just driving on the same road. As me. Not impossibly in the opposite direction. But, however, it is important to note that for the previous half hour I have been locationed at Starbucks drinking shots of espresso, so I'm fine.

Monologue 3 First Showing

Monologue 2 First Showing

Dramatic Monologue

At The Bottom of Lake Missoula by Ed Monk: (Pam) You want to help me? Ok, you can help me! My whole family was killed by a tornado four months ago. My mom, dad, brother, and sister and the baby. All dead(with self-loathing.) And I wasn't there, cause I need some peace and quiet. I didn't want to spend an extra day with them. So here I am, I got all the money I'll ever need and all I do is spend all day in stupid classes learning useless information. I don't know why I keep going, I guess I'm hoping I can learn something to make sense of it. But there's nothing, it's all the same, it's junk and a bunch of noise...And...I pray  and I...I don't know...I have this bottle of sleeping pills they gave me after it happened, and every night I can't get to sleep and I sit there and think about taking the whole bottle. But that's a sin, isn't it? Isn't it? So I can't do that and I don't know what to do. And I'm going crazy, I can't stop thinking about them, everywhere I go, something reminds me of them why the heck couldn't I have let her have the dang CD player!?...That's the last thing I ever said to her...So you want to help? Go ahead and help. You tell me what to do. You tell me what to do!