Inside Out

I'm attending an art class every Friday. Most of the time while painting I don't feel very creative inside because the painting process is quite structured. It seems like one step up from a paint by numbers course. The results are acceptable. My paintings could be hung on a wall and possibly appreciated. In fact, I have one in my office at work.

I joined a theatre group this year. It's a new experience for me. My main role is production manager but I also have a small part. Last rehearsal I had to stand in for someone who was absent. The character I played is the second wife to a "rotter" of a man, whom some say is attractive. The scene was in the bedroom and was quite playful in the intimate sense of the word. On the inside, I was really into the part, enjoying the flirting and having a wonderful time. I've been told that on the outside I looked like a skittish virgin. No nomination for an Oscar this year. I hold on to the comment from our director, "You have stage presence, you just need a little coaching and lots of practice, that's all."