I posted in here a few months back about a realization I had after one of my daughter’s more recent productions and everyone was super supportive and engaging - it meant the world to this lowly stage dad. Now I want to tell yall a story that had me beaming with pride.
Set up- as some of you know, my daughter is 12 and has been acting on stage since 5. She’s gone through the process of kids theater to community theater and most recently- a professional gig in a regional with Broadway talent and AEA talent and rules. She killed it. I couldn’t have been more proud of that much dedication and professionalism out of such a little person. She got great experience, feedback and tutelage by some Broadway heavy hitters.
But she has also dabbled in screen work (mostly BG stuff). This is important later.
Her first experience in NYC and her first Broadway show was about 3 years ago- when we were sent to see the Gypsy revival with Ms Audra by the cast and crew from our local theater (where my daughter played Baby Louise in Gypsy) I don’t think she took a single breath from the moment we exited Grand Central to the closing curtain of the show. She even got to stage door and meet the very gracious young lady who also played Baby Louise in that show. She was beyond excited, happy and even more determined to make it after that experience.
On the train ride home, a sleepy and now adrenaline drained little girl looked up at her father and told me with no uncertainty- that she would be on Broadway one day, and she would be performing in THAT theater- the Majestic Theater. I told her that I’m sure she will, but there are soooo many theaters in the theater district- she could make any one of them. She then informed me that nope- she was going to perform in that theater.
Flash forward to yesterday. She’s booked on a film (I can’t talk about it and won’t say the name so don’t ask lol), where holding was the Eddison Hotel in midtown. Call time was ungodly early and we had to leave our home at 4:15 am just to make it. Signed in, clocked in, wardrobe, hair and make up- and then taken to set.
You already know where I’m going with this.
My baby girl performed at the Majestic yesterday.
Now I know it isn’t stage work or theater per se. but just sitting in the house (decent seats for free ha) and watching her perform on film in that theater was magical.
Of course she didn’t realize the gravity of the moment - but the second rehearsals and actual scenes were shot, she turned into pure work. No giggling, no wonder- just work. On the walk back to GCT once everything was done - I reminded her of what she told me a few years ago- when the realization hit her - it was pure dad gold.
I am truly thankful for all the opportunities she’s been afforded so far. I am truly in awe of what she is able to do- what all of you actors and creatives are able to do and how amazing a world it is that I’m allowed to watch her be a part of. Theater and the acting community is an incredible place to see happen for her. And these little victories she’s having build such a strong foundation and reinforce her resolve.
That’s it, that’s all. Not the best story but I thought I owed you all something after my last post and how awesome everyone was. Just some “keep pushing” feedback and how this field gives back in ways she or I would never expect. You never know where the next validation and step deeper will be - but if you’re paying attention, they’re everywhere. As I told her this morning on a groggy ride to school- it’s not going to happen all at once, it’s going to happen for you in degrees. Never stop pushing, never stop refining your craft, never stop working. Because these little victories will refill the gas tank as long as you keep driving. I’m hoping she gets these along the way- and I’m hoping all of you out there do too.
-Stage dad