The Aussie ~ In Print!!

On the heels of an email in my inbox from The Aussie's mom, my husband received an alert in his inbox, letting him know of a news flash concerning the young lad. A fantastic article ensued, much to our delight. Enjoy!

Link to article

Fly, Boy, Fly!

Every skill learned must engage that 'first time' requirement.

You know: the first step; the first word; the first bicycle ride; etc.

The Actor entered into a first this week, as he was called in to do "ADR" - Automated Dialouge Recording, also known as looping. This process puts the thespian in a soundbooth to re-record snippets of script that might have been unintelligible in the final cuts, or otherwise compromised.

We arrived at our location, and found ourselves whisked upstairs to the recording area. Upon entering I realized, much to my chagrin, that I had not brought my camera. [WHAT? ME?? Without my camera??? Egads!]

I quickly recovered, though, when I remembered my handy-dandy cell phone!

This is what we were greeted with: a bevy of mixing boards, computers and monitors.

On the main screen, we saw Mia Frampton, the leading lady of FlyBoy. Her image was crisp, and clean, and strikingly beautiful.

Next, The Actor was placed inside the sound room, and instructed to don the headset.

Then, for the next thirty minutes or so, he would reinact his lines in sync with the images of scenes being replayed on the monitor.

As I sat behind the mixers, his voice would boom across the carpet, as if we were sitting in a cinema, watching and hearing a movie in real time. The software registered his voice in typical 'echo' waves, or quickly drawn vertical and horizontal lines on the virtual paper of the software face.

Over and over he'd speak, with the director coaching him this way, and that, until they had a sufficiently emotionally-infused statement to replace the old.

Several times I was able to see the opening scene played in it's entirety, of about 45 seconds. I was amazed at The Actor's 'babyfaced' features. Had he really grown that much in a year's time?

My appetite is whet to see the finished product, which will be wrapped within a matter of weeks.

Of course, none of our experiences are complete without a look at how L'il Man encountered the activity. His interest was piqued over the myriad of buttons . . .

Perhaps we've a Big Time Hollywood Producer on our hands??

Put Me In, Coach!

Every thespian hones his skill set. The advantage of education brought by a good coach is invaluable.

Of course, every good coaching session is made more productive by a Starbucks Mocha Frappacinno. :)

Another day in Hollywood.

Murder On The Orient Express

Perhaps if he watches the movie, he'll connect with the book?

Homeschooling thespians has its' challenges . . .

:D

Fresh Slate

It's a new week, a fresh slate, so to speak, ready to be written upon!

What adventures will we have? Where shall our travels take us?

It all remains to be seen, as we step out into the great, wonderful, world of Hollywood.

Stay tuned!

Old Home Week (Or So It Seemed!)

The day was full, the schedule tight, as we maneuvered our way through the LA streets and traffic.

First stop, a meeting with the acting coach, of whom I'd not seen in some time. A solid hug, and delightful reconnecting conversation gave way to an intense character study by the Actor.

Soon, we were on our way, and off to the first of three auditions. It was exhilarating to be dodging traffic and one way streets; pedestrians and freeways. Soon, entrance to studio grounds complete with passes and placards leading the way.

The Actor was next on the call sheet when in walked an old friend. I didn't recognize him at first, but I sure enough recognized his Momma. We fell into chatter easily, with plans to get together over a weekend of relaxing. The lad had shot up, grown and filled out - yet here the two boys were, still in the same peer grouping for casting.

Dismissing ourselves, we made a hearty jaunt, arriving at our final destination early. We'd hardly gotten out of the car, when, to our delighted surprise, there stood a cast-mate from Flyboy - Joey Luthman to be exact, waving a hearty hello.

The overstuffed audition room only gave way to the two thespians antics of boy-dom. Rubberbands and giggles, discussions and laughter.

The day closed out with an overwhelming sense of connectedness and belonging, in a city of millions, where no one knows your name . . .

The Unexpected Benefit

I tried desparately to eek information out of him, but he was distracted by all the hullabaloo surrounding him.

"Out of sight, out of mind." seemed to be his motto towards his mother yesterday, even though I had leaped tall buildings with a single bound on his behalf.

You see, my son, The Actor hopped on a plane, flew to LA, stepped into a high-level audition - then promptly failed to call and inform me how it all went!

It was only at my insistence that a phone call finally ensued . . . and the big news wasn't so much that the proceedings had gone well.

No - the big news was that whilst there, The Actor ran into none other than The Aussie!

What a surprise, as the original schedule had the Australian native returned to his beloved homeland weeks ago. Not so, evidently, as production markers post filming were necessary to be accomplished.

As a matter of fact, The Aussie was flying out today.

A chance meeting? A stroke of good timing? A coincidence?

For two boys with incredibly similar taste, it can all be summed up in one phrase: Happy Reunion.

:D

More to come, as this trip is an extended one, with plenty on the books to get excited about! Stay tuned!