Hello cursor. Hello screen. Hello random reader. Hello subscriber whose spring purge I managed to evade. I’ve debated the wisdom of resurrecting my musings after these many months of dormancy. Perhaps I have unwittingly arrived in that good night. I’ve certainly been quiet long enough. But the timing feels premature; Read more…
How long does it take to fall in love… with yourself? Do you love yourself? When did you know you loved yourself? In the movies love happens in a tight hour forty five. Day and night collapse and time is a magical construct. I’ve experienced the time bending power of Read more…
This is my first post on the craft of acting, which is wild considering it’s this thing I love and have spent well over 10,000 hours doing, so I’m pretty good at it per Malcolm Gladwell. To whit I spent a hefty amount of the past two weeks on a Read more…
Tabula rasa has been a favorite word since high school. I love a fresh start; the promise of fresh and new. I’m also a creature of habit. My morning routine is my favorite part of my day. I love my Ayurvedic ablutions, yogic stretches, cup of hot water to flush Read more…
Sitting on the A train, heading downtown from Harlem. Living my dream. Heading to a niche New York eatery and an evening of art. From this dream I would edit the 12 hours spent in an emergency room in Queens. Hours full of distant moans and pleas for God, hallways Read more…
Procrastination is a weed in my garden of projects. And clutter is catnip to my procrastination. The calendar says to start writing at 10am. I’m doing well with time, enjoying a nice unhurried breakfast and savoring my second bowl of cafe au lait. I wash up and make my bed– Read more…
My intention was to post a Mother’s Day tribute this morning and then have a day of self care. This is the 18th Mother’s Day without her. My grief is now adult sized. It’s matriculated through the stages (a few times). We take a vote, my grief and I, and Read more…
pART won Feed yourself art. Feast on it. This is my advice to any artist. Most importantly seek art that is outside your discipline. When young actors used to ask me for advice I always told them to read. Some people are intimidated by books, don’t be. Read anything. Read Read more…