I had a show Friday night:
First of all, let me say, I have a hard time looking at myself- especially when I am performing. Everything feels so exaggerated to me. It’s like looking at yourself in one of those fun house mirrors at the amusement park:
But as a performer, I gotta get over it, because there is this necessary evil called publicity. And when others post pictures of you at your event on Instagram, you have to be grateful for it, even though people catch you in not the most flattering angles:
I am so late to the Instagram party and I am not very good at promoting myself on it. My posts on there are mostly of cats, squirrels and sunsets. I take nature pictures. It doesn’t occur to me to turn the camera on myself – I would rather someone else do that part.
Solo performance is a juggling act. We have to be in charge of everything- our acting, writing, wardrobe, sound cues, light cues, emails, social media. It really is a one-person-show. So after Friday’s performance, I drove straight to my Airbnb on the coast and crawled into bed:
Time to Decompress
Then this morning I went for a walk to the closest coffee shop/hardware store. That’s right- it’s a “2 for 1” in El Granada!
So, buy yourself a latte and a good-sized wrench while you’re at it!
Later on, in search of geocaches, I walked along the coast and then ran into this friendly fella:
My first seal sighting! I really do need to get out more. The only wildlife I get in Oakland are squirrels.
Alright, it’s almost midnight. That’s a wrap for Saturday.
Saturday, September 3, 2022:
Theresa Donahoe 