All that's left of Senior Project is our defense, our explanation of what we set out to do in the class and whether or not we did it. I have a pretty certain answer to both of those questions and I don't need ten minutes to explain it, but I have one last question that I have yet to answer and it's been troubling me to try: what have you learned?
We signed up for times to view our presentations as part of our assessment of ourselves. I didn't want to. I hate watching myself. But I didn't think that I would see anything that would give me any new insight into how I performed. I forgot how excruciating it can be to see myself. It was awful from start to finish. I looked fat and uncomfortable in my dress, I was too quiet, I stared up entirely too much and I didn't like the person I saw onstage. I hate that I had to look at it. I've known for a long time that my endeavor in Senior Project was a complete failure, but it was something else entirely to have it staring me in the face. My monologue was especially painful because I didn't have my voice to rest on or my scene partner to blame. It was awful. And now I have to explain to them why it was awful.
After I reviewed my performances, I had the pleasure of reading the faculty's evaluations. I don't get to see who said what, but most of what I saw was not positive. Many of them shared my sentiments that I should have done better and was sorely lacking in the basics. As unapologetically honest as they were in their evaluations, I don't know if I can do the same in my defense. The fact is, I do blame some of my failure on them for not being supportive from the beginning, for assuming that I would spend half the semester looking for a suitabl piece, that when we showed our pieces for the first time, I hadn't done any work on mine. I do feel like I would have chosen a better monologue if I had had more time and I would have put more into it if I had more support. But despite what might have been, or even what was, there's nothing I can do about it now. There's no way to fix it, and even if I succeed in every theatrical thing I do from here on out, I don't know that that will "make up" for it. It is what it is. It's over now. But I have to revisit it and reexamine it and open myself up to their two cents as to why I fell so far short of expectations.
What have I learned? I close off when I don't feel supported. I knew that already. I have a hard time dedicating myself to something for the art of it when I feel like I'm being judged. I knew that too. It would be beneficial to learn how to deal with it, but I haven't learned that yet. My only hope is that when I study without being judged, things turn out better.
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