I celebrated Halloween on All Hollows Eve EVE and had such a crazy night I slept all day and night on Halloween. November 1st I woke up and researched Feng Shui for 8 hours straight. Could have been the shrooms from Friday night that compelled me. After reading for hours I found out my directions (which you should look into) for my bedroom and I rearranged my room accordingly. I’ve been focusing a lot of energy this month into feng shui, my new room in my new apartment and each area of my life & I’ve already seen and felt results. I’ve had several auditions, I booked a role on a tv show I fought for TWO months to get, (will explain more later) I’m doing a play reading at a big theater on Friday and I have a few more auditions lined up next week.
It’s funny, if you look at the chart, I wrote “improv health” instead of “improve health.” Freudian slip?
Picture edit note: The “attract love” corner is actually the relationship corner. All relationships, not just romantic ones. And not necessarily attract, but growth and development as well. Where it says “romantic corner,” that shouldn’t actually be there.
Last night’s interactive performance of Alice in Wonderland was great. Had a lot of fun. Friends came out to support which means the world. Small turn out over all, but we all made the best of it. After the screening some friends requested I do some of my burlesque routine, aka Boob Darts and Poop Opera. A friend even brought ping pong balls. ha! Had fun, looking forward to the next ACTUAL theater piece I’m in. I’m dying.
So, I finally bought my Poop Opera costume and since, I’ve been invited to perform at numerous events around town. One performance turned into another, turned into another and NOW I have a new performance opportunity tonight. “The Supper Club Presents” screens old classic movies with actors dressed up in character doing interactive performances.
These photographs of albatross chicks were made just a few weeks ago on Midway Atoll, a tiny stretch of sand and coral near the middle of the North Pacific. The nesting babies are fed bellies-full of plastic by their parents, who soar out over the vast polluted ocean collecting what looks to them like food to bring back to their young. On this diet of human trash, every year tens of thousands of albatross chicks die on Midway from starvation, toxicity, and choking.
To document this phenomenon as faithfully as possible, not a single piece of plastic in any of these photographs was moved, placed, manipulated, arranged, or altered in any way. These images depict the actual stomach contents of baby birds in one of the world’s most remote marine sanctuaries, more than 2000 miles from the nearest continent. by Chris Jordan
I have just found an amazing living opportunity. I can’t talk too many details but my old landlord from when I first moved to NYC has a four bedroom apartment for rent way up in Washington Heights. He is giving me the whole apartment for a low amount, I just need to find the roomies and my living expenses will be cut drastically. This is incredible.
I will be able to focus solely on my career instead of working 17 hours days like I have been since I’ve been back from my play in Chicago. I can take voice lessons, improv classes, dance classes, yoga everyday, join a gym, have time to cook, SLEEP, take workshops with casting directors, etc. Pay for airfare for auditions in LA and Miami! It would be AMAZING! Holy Jesus.
I’m so distracted and doing so many things at 4am, with no sleep at all last night. Going on my 48th hour with no sleep. (Looked for apartments all night on the innerwebs then looked at those apartments all day, with no sleep.) I’m not really tired, I’m inspired. Going through negatives of old plays for my acting portfolio for a potential audition, creating anonymous twitter accounts, writing this blog.
I also just filmed some stand-up comedy. About five minutes of some stuff I’ve been working on, in my head. To help me memorize it. I’ve actually never gone up and done straight comedy as a “comic.” I’ve done numerous open mics back in Miami and when I was in Chicago, but it’s always my performance art stuff, never stand-up. But I finally have some stuff I want to try.
When I would perform at the open mics I would always make the announcer say my name and that I’m singing my ”World Famous Poop Opera.” It’s a short opera about poop that I wrote when I was 14 years old, stoned actually. I’ve been singing it for friends, family and at random open mics for 12 years.
Just yesterday I bought a lovely Victorian dress I’m going to wear while I sing my opera and clown/busk for money in Central Park. It’s going to be amazing. Very excited. I just need a good wig. Then I’m going to film a sweet quality video of my poop opera, FINALLY. I’ll post here of course.
So that is basically it. I wanted to come here and share that I hope to get this audition, will soon be singing in the streets, will soon make the short film of my poop opera, I’m working on my portfolio, and I need to try some stand up already. So many things.
Bonnaroo music and arts festival in Manchester, Tennessee is, with out a doubt, one of my favorite moments of the year. My little brother and I have gone the past three years together, it has become a family tradition. He travels from FL, I travel from NY. Every year is an adventure. I’ve blogged about Roo in the past, but a quick overview:
First year, was life changing. I was in the hospital, rare stomach virus, thought I was going to die. When I got out, I was so thankful, so full of energy and life that I quit my HORRIBLE day job and hitchhiked to Bonnaroo by myself. My first year at Bonnaroo was and still is a symbol of me living life to the fullest. Taking risks, LIVING LIFE. It was a beautiful week of music, comedy and sun, spent with my little brother.
Second year, oh, well, let me tell you. So many things to tell, but most importantly, I scored a free ticket, a (mostly) all access media pass, found a ride last minute, and had super VIP camping. I was able to meet all of my favorite bands that year, introduced my brother to his favorite band. I also, had the incredible chance to help random hardcore fans meet their favorite bands. This was the beginning of FANFEST.
Third year, I found a guy online who had a free round trip airfare to give away, flew home to FL to ride with my little brother all the way to Tennessee. I scored a press pass again, did EVERYTHING WE COULD to get him a press pass. Did NOT work out. We ended up scoring however, an ALL ACCESS PASS that we shared through out the weekend. He got to meet one of his ALL time favorite bands, The Decembrists. I also offically ran FANFEST and helped three hardcore Bon Iver fans meet the whole band. Got it on tape, took pics and FANFEST is almost an up and running Tumblr blog.
So, to end this long ass blog about Bonnaroo on a beautiful note: I last wrote while at Bonnaroo. FANFEST is now a fully fleshed out concept of mine and I HAVE to takes steps to move forward with it and make it an official website and have a partnership with festivals. My aim and goal is Rollingstone.com or Fuse TV/.com and/or work directly with Bonnaroo, Coachella, All Points West, Lollapalooza, etc. So, that’s my Bonnaroo 2009 adventure for you, finally. I have a lot of video I want to edit and make a little something, something. In due time, in due time.
