Alex Wood's Blog (8)

Stanislavski Method: The system is the result of Stanislavski's many years of efforts to determine how a human being can control in performance the most intangible and uncontrollable aspects of human behavior, such as emotions and artistic inspiration...The system is based around an actor being "in the moment" but always staying one step away from complete belief. (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stanislavski_Method) The Stanislavski M… Continue

I realized tonight that I've been hurting a lot lately. I've been avoiding the fact that I do, but that doesn't mean it isn't true. Isn't always in the back of my mind. I hate that it is. More than anything. I hate that I let myself to succumb to these negative thoughts, that I'm letting little things run the way I think about myself. But I have to admit to it. I have to be able to say that I do let those thoughts consume me. I've always struggled with being a perfectionist, feeling like I can… Continue

This was written for my Comparitive World Literature class based on the novel, The Things They Carried. The Things I Carry: I carry my I AM poem Reminding me of all that I am All that I want to be And all that I can be I carry the question: “Who is present every time something bad happens in my life?” And its response: ME Which reminds me that I have control not only over events that happen But the way in which I handle and perceive them I carry every straight line created by a… Continue

As I sit here in the presence of injustice, the presence of struggle: the Amache internment camp I am also in the presence of those who lived here, those who lived with the knowledge of their identity and the uncertainty of their country. With the sounds of crickets in the open land, of the wind rustling through the leaves of Aspen trees, the sound of pen to paper. In the midst of the cemetery erected for those Japanese men who died in war, I can feel the wind blowing through my hair, I can fee… Continue

I am cloth on my skin, I am glasses on my face hiding everything that I am and everything that I want to be I am manners and politeness that hide what I really feel about others and hide my weaknesses for other people to see I am closed gates waiting for other people to care enough to open them I am the ashes of a cigarette, burning away at the use of someone else I am my appearance which gives me confidence but never quite fits how vulnerable and flawed I really am I am every straight line… Continue

The last week or so has almost been more life-changing than our trip to Europe. I learned so much in Europe, but I feel like I didn't really say or do everything I wanted to. I didn't practice what we were learning. But this week has been a whole different story. In South Dakota, Richie was my traveling partner and we had to tell them what we were going to do for the day. My goal for the day was to stop that hesitation, "I don't think I will" BS. I was going to say what I wanted to say and do w… Continue

Fine. It's a word that has begun to rule my life. "How are you?" "I'm fine." But behind that one word is often much, much more. Behind that word may be: "I'm stressed because my family is not doing so well." or, "I'm terrible because my cat just died." But who would ever know? I've begun to ask myself why I hide behind this four-letter word. When I'm really not fine, I wait for people to ask me, "Just fine? Why's that? Something wrong? Oh, what's wrong?" They wouldn't have to ask if I just t… Continue

Throughout our trip, I had been reminiscing about my life back home, all the good things that happened to me, all the bad. I found myself becoming increasingly depressed. I was happy there, but I realized, I was unhappy at home. I let everything overwhelm me, let everything become a bigger deal than it was. Then I would tell myself how much my life sucked, how unhappy I was, and how no one cared. What a load of bologna. I've realized now that happiness isn't defined by what is going on with you.… Continue