I have been rather lax in my blogging of late, many apologies. I really need to write a review of Love's Labour's Lost, to go with the photos, but first I will update this with news from the Teecher's camp...
I held two lots of auditions this week, on Thursday and Saturday. Now, I've run auditions before, and there has always been a panel of us, so I've never really been that nervous (in fact, for Twelfth Night we all got rather giggly and hyper on Haribo, I seem to recall). However, for these auditions I was terrified. Absolutely terrified. More scared than I've ever been auditioning for something myself!
As predicted by everyone, they were fine. I had three people on the Thursday, a boy and two girls, and on the Saturday another boy and a girl. Now comes the hard part...
Ideally I want two boys, aged between 15-17 and two girls of around the same age. I have seen 2 boys, 12 and 13 years old respectively, and three girls. Neither of the boys is the right age, but one would be better than the other at playing an older boy - he has an older face and a more mature demeanour. The girls are all the right age and all very promising young actresses... I have the number of one more interested party, a 17 year old unknown, who I am hoping will be the answer to all my prayers, but, we shall see. If he doesn't work out, there is the possibilty of an all female cast, which is do-able, but not entirely ideal...
Ack, why is nothing ever simple! No matter how I look at it, I'm going to have to let down at least 2 people, which makes me feel very mean. But, that's showbiz, I s'pose...
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Tell you what, Clare, the day that a perfect cast and NO-ONE ELSE turns up for an audition, so that you don't have to feel bad about turning anyone down, is the day you'll see Tony Blair paying for his holidays.
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