Long story short. February and the beginning of March were incredibly hard for me. I was (and am) having trouble with my studio mates. They're good people generally, but something developed that wasn't so ... kosher. They've gotten somewhat clique-y and I've been feeling entirely ostracized by some. They don't mean to do it, but that doesn't mean it doesn't hurt.
Also, we're too close. It's past friendship and moved into brother/sister relationships. I guess familiarity really does breed contempt.
My mom came out for Spring Break, which really saved my hide. She helped put me back together, even gave me a new coat of paint. I'm so grateful for my family.
Second Year Projects will happen in a little more than a month (!). I'm nervous, but pretty happy with my idea. They record them, so instead of writing about what I'll be doing, I'll just show any interested parties.
Walk, the Taylor Mac piece, is really great. Rehearsals have been a blast and the cast is really closely-knit already, which is a nice change from Studio.
:)
