Where to begin… I first started acting in high school, no not the drama department but that constant metaphorical “mask” every teenager seems to struggle with. The interesting thing is it was easy for me to adapt, like a chameleon. The unfortunate thing is that due to the monarchy of the highschool civilization certain talents get buried. The reason why I loved drama class was because this was the one place I could show the talents that I hid away behind my real-life theatrical show. Ironically it became harder and harder for me to wear a mask everyday as I learned to create characters and scenes in acting. By the end of highschool I had accepted the true me and was then able to embrace my love for and the craft of acting as a career and not as a defense mechanism. All humans are great actors, but the great actors are the ones who accept themselves to be just human.
I want to show and retell the beauty of a real persons life. The extreme depressions and the unescessary bliss that a human goes through. I want to live, love, laugh in not just my life but in the poetic lives of others. To obtain a true understanding of what it means to be human, simply human.
What I love about acting classes, is that you are sharing an experience with a team. We are all watching each other grow and fall, weep and laugh and its safe. We feel safe. The hardest thing for me is that I am so afraid of turning into somebody that I don’t want to be, so I push myself far away from what I think that is. I am slowly learning that to run away from it means that I am not telling a human beings story. That my instinct is to be selective about the stories I will tell. And that’s not the actor I want to be. Every story is worth being told. It is my journey to tell those stories.
Written by: Dylan Padgett
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