flying high with kathleen chalfant

name dropping. I am getting to be very good at it. Once I saw Jordan Peele on the street on Christmas Eve with his mom and girlfriend (not Chelsea Peretti, this was awhile ago) and then we were all in duane reade together and for some reason they were all wearing those animals hats where the arms of the animal wrap around you like a scarf and this was not at all was I was planning on talking about but here we are. 

What I wanted to share was that I paid good American dollars to see my professor/spirit guide Kathleen Chalfant fly around the Playwrights Horizons stage for 90 magical minutes and it reinvigorated my love for what we do. I'm about to misquote but at one point her character Annie says that "In the theatre I'm not afraid of flying," and that's how I feel too. I never feel more consciously alive then when I'm playing onstage or getting to watch true greats like Kathleen (or Mark Rylance). This is something that just doesn't happen for me while watching television or film. I should I know, I just watched that Game of Thrones episode where we find out why Hodor is called Hodor and my heart should have broken into a tiny thousand pieces, but I think I may be a white walker.

Except on stage. On stage and in the theatre my icy hardened exterior melts to the very core of humanness and I am grateful to be alive and feeling. I hope you have those moments too.

what is dead may never die,

ellie