Hi everyone, In case you haven’t already worked it out, I’ve decided to step away from Skool and migrate fully over to Substack. It simply feels more my vibe — calmer, more writerly — and I’ve been posting there a great deal over the past weeks. The Resilient Artist is very much alive and going strong, and if you haven’t already found it, I’ll leave the link below. I wanted to make sure that those of you who want to come with me have a clear way to do so. As my founding members, I also wanted you to be the first to see a quiet new offer I’ve just released: the Self-Tapesteem eBook, which takes you through the Kooky Loopy Method exactly as I use it — beat by beat, in practice. If you’re looking for a thoughtful reset as we head into 2026, this might be a good place to begin. Once this message has gone out, I’ll be closing this community for good, so please do jump across when you can. I’d love to continue supporting your Resilient Artist journey in its new home. With thanks — genuinely — for being here at the beginning. ElliotTRA x

Hi TRAs, It’s been a strangely full week — full of creativity, frustration, small victories, and a few humbling lessons I didn’t quite expect. I started the second week of our workshop on Rebecca Frecknall’s new musical, the week when everything was meant to lift off the page and onto our feet. I got through one day… then collapsed with flu. Two days off — feverish, shivering, and utterly without strength — shouldn’t have bothered me as much as they did. But I’m not used to being stopped. I pride myself on resilience: early mornings, stamina, fitness (even in middle age!), and the quiet engines that have kept me moving through this profession for 25 years. So, being unable to show up felt like a pegging of my wings. I worried I was letting the team down, especially as I’d already arrived late the previous week thanks to transport chaos. To top it off, there was talk of replacing me if I couldn't return. That was all the motivation I needed. Fever receding, I got myself back in for the final day, learned the remaining material, and will now be performing the piece on Monday. Illness also cost me a rare gift: being invited directly into the room by a director I deeply respect — with no self-tape required. For once, it felt like a shortcut through the usual system, directly into creativity. But I couldn’t risk infecting anyone. So I stepped back. By some grace (and the work of a very good agent), the team extended the window, and now it looks like I’ll get the chance to meet them next week — back on my feet, back in my body, back in my right energy. Meanwhile, I heard back positively from a recent self-tape — the second tape for the same project, months apart, and for a different role. To me, this is always a win: it means the first tape worked, even if it wasn’t right for that character. The essence landed. Something about the approach came through clearly enough for them to bring me back. This second success — months apart — was another reminder that the Kooky Loopy Method isn’t just theory. It works in my practice, and I’m increasingly hearing from others that it works for them too: more ease, more confidence, more callbacks, more joy.

Welcome to The Resilient Artist Community — or as fate (and a few happy little accidents) would have it… T.R.A.C. You being here is no accident. You’re the founding Self-Tapesteemers — the first members who’ve shown interest, support, and given your time and insight to get this thing rolling. With foundations like these, I know we’re building something that’ll genuinely help future members — however many there might be. Thank you for having faith in me while I figure this out, develop material, and articulate where I can help most: by bringing artists together and sharing what’s kept me going (and sometimes even thriving) through 25 years in this business. We’re in this together — resilient, creative, and still standing. Welcome to the start of something good. So…let’s get on TRAC! With love, — Elliot