TV, Bitch!: Pimp My Training Chapter 2

The first thing I learned in my graduate acting course was that actors are slightly retarded. I won’t pretend it was the first time I’d thought about it.  I’ve been close with actors all my life.  It was just a little strange to hear it from a professor on the first day of classes.  “Welcome to grad school.  Thank you for uprooting your lives to be here for two years. ... Read More

The Blaze

What up TVBers! We’ve created a pilot! A new animated series called “The Blaze”. It’s epic, it’s fun, it’s smart, it’s killer. In the coming months, we’re going to be giving you an inside look on how projects get made. From the script to the cutting room floor. So stay tuned! And check out our new YouTube Channel. –Ernest Waddell co-creator “The Blaze”  Read More

Afterlife

What really waits for us when we shed our mortal coil? The afterlife has the cognisants of a child You can only find out the answer after you stop questioning. I wonder how tight are the locks on the gates of heaven? How slippery must a tongue be to loosen the negative volitions of Gabriel? If energy is never created nor destroyed perhaps we simply surf the ether Our consciousness... Read More

Home Movie

You are picturesque. Each moment of motion captured in my lens While simultaneously moving without skipping a beat. You are stop-motion photography. Body perfect, you’ve only ever been airbrushed by the wind. My teeth like prison bars My mouth a faulty Alcatraz, words escapes me. You are my silent movie and I am your Charlie Chaplin, Let me be inside you so I can show you... Read More

Let Go

Let go of your imagination You’ve had it too long You’re too used to the tone of it’s voice You’ve already starting knowing what it wants before it does and as a result you’ve started running out of ideas Please end this stunted relationship. I’m getting tired of pretending it’s exciting Jettison your previous conventions And let a particle... Read More

Stream of Conscience

Scattered and scarred Life tattered, battered and tarred Un-American hit, like I’m batting abroad Amidst fits of rage a misfit’s emerged Bliss shit’s a page when i split a rift into words Each page like bright stage lights Deep brain fights keep veins tight Bleak saved might peak, rage like Heat wave bites these strange nights Peep game type ill like hospices Proselytizing... Read More

April’s Fool

How lovely to be the fool Blissful like Sandra Bullock on Oscar night Or the death squad member with a blank in their gun Nothing feels better than not knowing My pope-like ignorance can make pedophilia disappear And still sometimes I’d rather be a child Conviction making up for lack of knowledge Naivety, my parachute whenever I fly off the handle How glorious the expanse... Read More

Relating

Sometimes relating to circumstances isn’t as easy a process as we want it to be. We can objectively look at a role and completely understand it, even have some incredible insight, but when it’s time to start saying “I” instead of “he/she” something in our brain shifts. “I” am a school teacher. “I” am a scientist stuck... Read More

Surrender

If you’re going to make it out there auditioning you must get rid of the inner judge. Accept who you are! Be happy to be who you are! Don’t get in your own way in auditions because you might not fit the typical mold of what the breakdown reads. Do. You. And to couple that, when going off the page, it’s absolutely imperative to accept who you are. Accept how you... Read More

Use What You Have

Another bit of advice when auditioning.  Use the space.  If you have a chair there, it’s part of your set.  Use it.  But don’t use it as an auditioning chair.  It could be anything!  Make it specific and use it.  Also your script in hand.  Turn the pages with expression.  If you’re pissed, upset, lonely, sad, happy, etc turn each page with that energy. ... Read More