-Kate Meehan
Let me be clear: I am not old.
But damn. I'd forgotten the rigors of the pacing of a true Commedia, particularly when playing a zanni.
After the first week of rehearsal, my husband began noticing the evidence - a bruise here, a scrape there. I turned to knee pads for a brief time, but abandoned them when I noticed how restrictive they were with my movement. A zanni moves.
My knees and shins now are a Monet of various splotchy hues as bruises fade to fantastic shades of yellow and green, mingling with newer ones of bright purples and reds. Frankly, I wouldn't have it any other way.
Let me be clear: I am not old.
But damn. I'd forgotten the rigors of the pacing of a true Commedia, particularly when playing a zanni.
After the first week of rehearsal, my husband began noticing the evidence - a bruise here, a scrape there. I turned to knee pads for a brief time, but abandoned them when I noticed how restrictive they were with my movement. A zanni moves.
My knees and shins now are a Monet of various splotchy hues as bruises fade to fantastic shades of yellow and green, mingling with newer ones of bright purples and reds. Frankly, I wouldn't have it any other way.
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