My last post from this blog was for Manila Improv Festival 2023. I’ve not updated anything since as I’ve posted mostly on my Instagram. But I shouldn’t focus too much there so I’ll be sharing some of my posts from there here as well.
This post is adapted from a carousel post
I’m tempted to throw all of the images into a PDF then ask AI to help me rewrite. But it doesn’t seem honest for a personal blog.
My first Manila Improv Festival was in 2015. I couldn’t make it for the auditions so I was envious of those who could go. But somehow, I was asked if I could make it for the festival–and I could.
(But I was also not picked for subsequent shows in Singapore so I don’t know what happened in between.)
This MIF2026 was special because I flew in only on show day. I used to judge people who fly into the festival with very little time to spend, but now I am one of them because I had class on Friday.
I napped a lot too so I missed some shows. I guess after 10 years of festival-ing, you know how to pace yourself.
This festival I had a stand-out song. Last festival I had a stand-out scene.
Improv is still something that’s more intuitive for me. Something that is felt more than anything.
I have teammates who do “good improv”, knowing what to do to continue a scene.
But my sort of improv comes from feelings in my body. A white light that symbolises luck. The resonance of a door knock means that the door is particularly heavy.
Things I can’t really put into words or even into training. It feels more negative than positive because what if I lose that spark–which I did for a period.
It’s been 10 years of improv–I don’t know what might happen in the next 10.
YQtravelling 