I enjoy acting in plays. While roles for 77 year old gray haired women are few and far between, I've been lucky enough to be in four plays this season (including the one in rehearsal now). I'm fine with wearing vintage costumes, even the one that started falling apart while I was on stage, and I'm ok with being the oldest person on the stage more and more often. What I'm not ok with is having my picture taken, especially unexpectedly. This evening for instance, I was surprised when, before the rehearsal began, our director announced that we would be having some pictures taken for promos. Even then I was not too alarmed. It's generally the main characters who get their pictures taken, and this play is full of young adults and many good looking children. I'm only in three quick scenes so what are the odds they'll want me in a picture? Evidently very high. I was surprised then, when the director called me up on stage with the younger lady who plays opposite me in two scenes. We posed and recited lines, and worked on facial expressions (we were supposed to look stern and disapproving) until the photographer said she was satisfied. She gave us a quick glimpse at what she said was a good shot of the two of us. It was such a little picture on the screen of the camera that I really couldn't tell if it was any good or not. At one point the other photographee said something to me about it being a long time since our ingenue days. I didn't tell her that I have never been an ingenue. Even in my first ever acting role, in our high school epic "A Feudin' Over Yonder" I played the mom. They even sprayed some gray in my hair. At our recent high school reunion, someone had a picture of us on stage in a scene from that play. All you could see of me was my back. Now that's my kind of picture.
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