An actor's dreams and doubts Advent Calendar proudly presents - December 19 - Cristina Bolis from Italy. Cristina is exciting and fun. She goes her own way and I am sure that she can make her dreams come true.
I Say ‘I’ll be home for Xmas’ and my mind
goes instantly to the warm Bing Crosby’s voice.
One of the world’s most sold LP of all times,
it is a Christmas classic in my family. You knew it was really Christmas when
you were finally taking out the old vinyl and playing it.
TA DAA!!!!
that special atmosphere reveals,
again, year after year!
Tonight I am singing Christmas Carols, with
Kim and some friends.
Tomorrow morning I am fling home to Pavia
-my home town-, to stay with my parents and my sister. It is the usual Christmas,
a repetitive tradition, really, so simple and yet it always finds ways to
surprise you!
Just like the best of TV series: Ladies and
Gents check it out, a new episode is coming soon!
A glimpse of the
last episodes, what was previously on “NATALE
in CASA BOLIS”:
-Bing
is gone!
An hilarious/delirious
karaoke show is improvised to cover up the shocking and mysterious
disappearance of the old vinyl from the shelf!
-Guess
who is coming for dinner
How your Dad can
get into a frantic three days house makeover to show off with your sister’s
boyfriend.
-Le
Poisson
A perfectly
staged cooking show produced an astonishing 3 courses seafood menu that left everyone
with the feeling of what it is to be a hot air balloon!
-Walt
forever
Please do no
disturb, we are having a Walt Disney marathon after lunch.
WHAT
WILL BE THIS YEAR?
I will write down my list, Santa. My wish
for this Christmas is:
-Less
presents and more presence.
(Great title for a new episode, huh?)
Since I started my acting training I have realized
I have initiated a powerful and truthful journey towards the roots of inspiration.
Gosh, it feels like being on an exploring expedition towards the sources of the
Nile! In my ordinary everyday life I am (still) officially an architect, and
that is creative enough to most of the people.
But it is not quite the same.
The performing arts, more then any other
discipline I have tried so far, is the most direct, complete and bodily way of
discovering the magic of the creative process. At least to me. The endeavor of putting your
self on a stage, learning the lines, embracing the character’s point of view,
facing the other from a perspective of love corresponds deeply in facing your
worst demons, your insecurities, your fears and your egocentric desperate need
of consideration.
You soul shakes, pains and delights go
through your body and mind (-and we know how much it should NOT be in the mind-)
like electricity.
Then you stumble: why am I doing this?
Then you fall: I am never going to be able
to do it the way it should be!
Then you rise: it feels so good, it feels
so right!
Then you fall in love with your character
again, you discover deeper nuances, more truthful meanings; the currents of
emotion start supporting you in a stronger way but you have learned to steer
the boat better:
you are not drifting anymore you are suddenly
rafting!
God knows there are so many streams and
rivers to navigate, the expedition cannot be stopped: the hunger will guide you
and will make you keep going.
So Santa, please, let “presence” bring me
on the stream I need to be!
Any river
will do, but I would really appreciate if could you seriously consider
the Hudson too ;-) ***MERRY CHRISTMAS TO
YOU ALL***
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