Sep 7 – Heads up.
So things are warming up a little in the acting world. Revving back up after taking some downtime after the Meisner class at Freehold. I’ve gotten my headshots, I’ve gotten a part in a short film that a fellow Meisnerite is doing, and I’m working on a project with another fellow Meisner classmate. So there are irons in the fire.
The big thing I wanted to do was get my headshots. I felt like I was off the hook until then. I didn’t have to go out into the big scary world and audition, and get rejected, since you need headshots (or should have them so you don’t look unprofessional) to audition.
I had been searching the web looking for people, and I ended up picking Mark Brennan. He is up in Vancouver, BC, and I was willing to drive up, but then I found out that he comes down to Seattle once a month to take people’s pictures, so that made it even easier. Although I was a little disappointed that I didn’t have a reason to visit Vancouver.
Why Mark Brennan, and not someone local? I don’t know. I just like the way his photos captured people, especially the eyes. Check out his website and see what you think.
To get ready for the photos, I had to get some new clothes. I’m am a, um, how shall we say, fashion failure, and I’m a butch dyke at heart. But I figured that I needed some girly clothes, since there are more regular girl parts out there than butch lesbian trucker parts. I took one of my friends who actually has a sense of fashion and taste, and she helped me pick out clothes, most of which didn’t make it in the photo shoot, but I have them for auditions now.
I kept saying to myself as she would hand me something, I wouldn’t wear that. But then I thought that is like an actor saying, but my character wouldn’t do that. If the part (and the director) calls for it, you have to make it work. So I tried them on and apparently I looked good even though I felt uncomfortable and dorky. Fish out of water.
The shoot day arrived. Mark Brennan and his make-up person, whose name I have sadly forgotten, were really great. I was tired that day because I had just finished the Danskin triathlon about two hours before. He would have me stand different ways, and then give me cues, such as, I’ve just walked in the room, and you are really happy to see me, or, you are a bitch, and you don’t care if firing me ruins my life, in fact you enjoy it.
There was the technical part of being in the right position. He would have me lean forward or tilt my head a certain way, and then add in the emotions as he cued me. He also just talked to me, trying to get me relaxed. I was actually feeling pretty relaxed at the beginning since I was still zoned out from the triathlon. After awhile of standing there my shoulders and neck tightened up (from the swim I think), and he’d be like ok, relax your shoulders. And I’m thinking, I can’t, they won’t go down.
We finished up the shoot, and I waited for him to send me the photos, so I could pick which ones I wanted to use. He took about 100 photos, picked out his favorites, his seconds favorites, and then sent the rest. Now my job was to pick the two I liked and he would color correct and touch them up for me.
I have to say, I was hoping for miracles. I’m not bad looking, I think I’m nicely average, but I was hoping to look like a movie star, but instead I just looked like myself, with makeup and some fancier clothes on than I normally wear. They always say your headshot should look like you, and not someone else, so in that respect they succeed rather well. I was just hoping for more, but I guess that’s my baggage.
I narrowed down the choices to about eight, which was hard. Then I posted those up on my facebook page and let people vote. I’ve posted the results below.
I must say that putting my pictures up on my blog makes me feel a little exposed, since it is nice to hang out and write anonymously to the three or four people who actually stumble across this blog and read it. But I figured I have to get used to putting myself out there. I’m an actor after all. People are supposed to see me.