Stumptown Improv Festival happened here in Portland this past weekend.

I saw none of it….

It’s not that I didn’t want to.  I had just come back from vacation, helped launch a large fundraiser, and didn’t keep track of what was happening around me.

Yet, I’m not sad about it.  I know people preach about the importance of seeing a lot of improv, and I’m not dismissing that, I just think that it’s important not to be an improviser at times.

A dear friend of mine, once explained his year break from acting like this.

“Yeah, I took a year off.  But I needed it.  When I act, okay it’s like this.  Imagine that art comes from all that you experience.  What happens when you only start to experience the art?  It becomes a diluted cycle.  When I pour out my life experiences out, I need to go fill up my tea pot with more.”

It’s hard when improv is the only social circle you have.  It’s hard when you’re passionate about it.  It’s hard when you work as an improviser not to only improvise.  The balance of life and art is difficult.  It varies from person to person.  I’m in a weird combination of working for an improv theater, performing and teaching 40 hours a week.  Improv is my career, my passion, and my set of friends.

Even though I am fully engrossed in the art, I find a lot of people who are in a similar predicament (even though they have different day jobs).

So if this little journal entry has nothing to do with you then awesome!  But if you find yourself repeating the same choices over and over or feeling dried up, it may be time to take a little break or find a new hobby for a bit to refresh your mind.