Sunday, April 26, 2015

Ballet + regrets

Sylvia Toy's THE BLUE LADY, Teaser 3

THE BLUE LADY, Teaser 3

The 3rd teaser for THE BLUE LADY, which is completing production and will be released this summer. THE BLUE LADY is a period performance art movie what happened the day Master died and the relationship between two slaves in 1830 South Carolina, LaLi, Elizabeth, and The Master's wife, Missy. This movie is a one-woman movie by Sylviatoyindustries, produced at Kitchen Scenes Studio in San Francisco, CA in the United States.

Posted by Sylviatoyindustries on Saturday, April 25, 2015

Friday, April 24, 2015

How to make a one woman movie that you'd never want to make

Still, Elizabeth  
I don't know why I wanted to make anything remotely "period" and historic in the first place. But that's what happened and since all the primary shooting of THE BLUE LADY wrapped yesterday and I only have 1- 1/2 or 2 days of pick-up left, it's moot.
Still, Missy, tech experiment
But since I really have had to work my ass off to make performance art look and feel Antebellum, I have been thinking a lot about how I have been able to make a movie that is so off my existential path, specifically, what comes in fundamentally most handy for me while working on a one-woman movie.
Still, Elizabeth, storyboard version 2
I have decided that knowing how to draw is at the top of the list (I don't know how to put "why" into words yet).



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Still, Missy, tech rehearsal
Next is years and years as a solo theater performer creating environments and a sense of place with minimal or no sets.











Still, Missy, rehearsal
Add to those my cat sense as an actor about story.  Geekiness is essential, i.e., curiosity, training and lots of hours, including much trial and error, spent in construction and repair (sewing, sculpture, building canvases for painting, figuring out how mechanical gadgets work).  
Still, dress and tech rehearsal.
And none of those would do me any good if not for my love for physical labor. I could not make the "big art" I'm making if not for that.  Film at 11. 

Tuesday, April 21, 2015

Sylviatoyindustries' "THE BLUE LADY," Teaser 1st cut

I'm still here

Still, JUMP, a solo performance play
Weekend harassment on FB by someone I'm sure friended me because I write about being bipolar. He is now blocked.

It is difficult for me to reject other mentally ill. But if I set any kind of example, consider this: I did not survive suicidality, mania and depression, hold down dayjobs for 45 years and make all that art  by being codependent and enabling.

20 years before I even knew what manic depression was, it was clear to me that if you know you're a train wreck waiting to happen, it is a bad idea to be on the same track with another train wreck waiting to happen.

Unfortunately, that limits my ability to make commitments, but.I'm.still.here. 

 
 Still, VOICE series

Sunday, April 19, 2015

Blogging a movie: THE BLUE LADY's Elizabeth



I understand my character Elizabeth (pictured on the left) exactly, though I could never be like her. There are people who are never the boss, never the owner, never the money, who nevertheless are what "status quo" depends on. They are the people who really believe that it's possible - in spite of human limitations and weakness and laziness and cowardice and complacency with it all on top of that - who really believe that it's not only possible but absolutely necessary to go through the same motions in the same order every day. These are the people we call the salt of the earth. Elizabeth probably also would be called "stoic." It's no wonder that having put so much effort and energy into the skill of maintaining the artifice of order, she has no idea of what has really gone on in that house. 

I don't know whether I've ever mentioned it before, but part of my reference for the backstory of this movie is what my parents told me about the household of the man who molested me when I was five; and how even though he was too afraid of my mother to go through with raping me, he regularly raped all five of his daughters and his wife knew it and felt helpless to leave or do anything about it. I will never forget the look in my mother's eye when she described how the wife slept next to him every night knowing what she knew; and one morning she woke up and he was dead, having died peacefully in his sleep.

Life isn't fair and neither should Art be. Film at 11.