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Master Thespian's
Photos from Herberger Theater Center
'Stages' Actor Training Class
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Last Updated November 3rd, 2002
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Photo snapped by Master Thespian from the back row (my favorite hiding place) at the Herberger 'Stages 1999-2000 Actor Training Class'. The lady to left is Susan and Murray, to her right, was the only other male in the class. Standing in the background is the diminutive Judy Rollings our wonderful, awesome, caring, and can't-say-enough-good-things-about-teacher. She is stabbing at Robert to put the friggin' camera away. Ms. Rollings would absolutely not let me get away with anything but my best and spotted my pathetic failure to do my ten hours of homework in every single instance. She also insisted on me delivering my best, my heart, my soul . . . yes, the first year in STAGES was quite traumatic for an emotional recluse such as me.
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Carie and Gina high five-ing each other after a successful scene performance.
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Red heads a pair, gotta love 'em! Here former Broadway dancer and beauty, Gail Lohla converses with the marooned-maned and magnificent Donna. (Hard to tell I worship red-heads, eh? Hell, over twenty-five years ago, I even married one! Sorry gals . . . and guys.)
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I think this photo was the evening (class ran 6PM to 10PM once a week) where we were instructed to don a mask, assume another personality than our own and saunter down a runway bordered on each side by our fellow students.
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The lovely Jill Harris, left, discusses stuff with the spiral-tressed Donna. To the right you can see the beautiful Jan displaying a shapely calf while deciding on her choice of countenance covering for tonight's 'mask' class. These were minimum $200 each per mask and you won't be finding them in October on the shelf below the red-skinned Spanish peanuts down at your local Osco. It is absolutely unbelievable how 'safe' an actor feels behind a simple 1/8" thick plastic covering. Of course, everyday we deal with people in the real world who live their entire sad lives behind flesh masks, eh?
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Considerably lighter than today's (2002) weight, here I am in the mask that I chose.
We were instructed to pick a mask that reflected how we felt on 'the inside.' And since I was in acting class, I grabbed a grinner. Actually, someone had already fingered the façade I wanted, so I had to settle for this close likeness.
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