Today In acting class we had a wonderful exercise. Where we had to sit in a chair with our eyes blindfolded and say our monologue. No only did my teacher have us do that but he had us take pauses where the natural beats were (when the scene shifts.) In those pauses we needed to think about the sub context of what we were saying. The thing about this is that we do it all the time, he'll I am doing it right now. In very essence it is the same thing as having to justify anything to yourself in your mind. "Should I say this or that?" Often we may even do this after things are said, and it affects our speech to come. "Why did I just say that, that was so stupid. I better apologize, no wait don't. Maybe if I drop it they will forget I said that."

  I was the second person to go. The thing that really got me about the exercise is that everything inside feels revealed. You have no idea what is going on. You feel so vulnerable. It's not that you need your eyes to speak, but you rely so much on the outside world. You draw from it, or at least I know I do. While I was seated for that minute (well the monologue usually runs one minute but for the exercise ran for like two each time I said the monologue.) I felt free; free to take the time to truly think about my character. To think about what the words mean't to me. It seemed like just an exercise but I felt myself blooming from it, even if I deleted a word, and I conjoined "I have" to make "I've."

Those mistakes are easily fixed. They are erased with practice, this was the window to me, Charlie from "The Perks Of Being A Wallflower." I felt myself becoming happy, when my sister came to the Rocky Horror show for me, because she hadn't come before. Then saddened by the fact she couldn't come to the party with me (but that was okay because at least she came to the show.) 

When thinking about sub-context in acting it makes me think about real life. What the world were a stage, and all the men and women merely players? Would we not think about sub context and just blurt out everything without meaning? Would we overly dramatize everything we were to say? Lastly if being a blind man gave me so much insight what would happen if I were mute.