It is Not Your Fault, But it is Your Responsibility
This week, while teaching my acting classes, we were greeted with a symphony of building facade work. If you don't know what that is, I'll describe the sound - imagine motorized farts, that aren't funny, being pounded into your skull with a rock hammer. It's startling, unpredictable, and fucking relentless. Trying to conduct an on-camera acting class, where silence is paramount while the work is happening, is like trying to enjoy a horror movie in a theater full of teenagers.
