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Katrina Perkins. . . You Love with Love.  A dear friend, who happens to live across the globe, and whom I have yet set eyes on in person, sent me a most thoughtfully artistic gift.  As ‘pen pals’ we communicate through this delightful invention termed “The Internet”.  He consistently brings me laughter and smiles with his blog BlueFishWay and we have a running callback of having breakfast together each morning- a goal I hope one day to realize in the flesh!

In this life that is all too brief, one leaf on a tree in a forrest but for a season, it delights me much to have found friends who believe and support creative efforts.  It is a pleasure to applaud them, as well. We each have a voice, and this is recently reminded to me as I am in the midst of listening to a powerful audiobook, for perhaps the second or third time, “The War of Art” by S. Pressfield.  It is important to remember that the act of creating is selfLess The actor/writer/photographer creates to serve The Muse.  So many strive to create, to bring life and inspiration through art and its platform to bring clarity and beauty into the life of another human. Write the stories You want to read and watch . . . this is what occurred to me when viewing a movie I had once, in another chapter of my life, enjoyed.

Still I feasted visually on the location: Ireland.  However, the trite pursuit of a woman to wed, left me rolling my eyes skyward, and wishing for more stories of Women of Courage.  Throughout history many strong females existed, at the forefront of change and perseverance – Pocahontas, Debra Sampson, Elizabeth Blackwell, Annie Oakley, Annie Sullivan, and Amelia Earhart – are a mere half dozen.  This comes on the heals of a one woman play I am currently rehearsing which features these daring and brave women. Respected, admired, and inspired by true actions, these are the traits I seek in a Hero – someone to love.  Courage is a twinkle, a star that makes others smile and breathe deeply.  Thank you, to all who inspire themselves, fore YOU inspire me!

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Katrina PerkinsAfter writing the entire blog, uploading a photo, and clicking ‘insert into post’ … POOF! away went the words and ugh, and now … about what am I to communicate?  Knowing, from previous akin events that for safety, I should have typed all this up in a document and finally pasted it in: I feel a fool. One easily frustrated at that, who then quickly closes the window [sigh] completely loosing any hope for ‘undo’. On the good side, you are all saved from reading a rant on iPhone vs. Android and the non-turn-on-able phone I have been with/out for the last week- Yeah, a whole week.  Considering this is my business lifeline, the freakout was considerable, at the start, especially because the contract is not up for renewal until I celebrate a birthday in 3.5 months, but then my marvelous mother [with the assist by my generous brother Austin] sent me a replacement battery.

Hallelujah to the Universe in all infinite energy!  Salvation has arrived [albeit three days later than scheduled thanks to the U.S. Post], but I am saved (from the shackle-less-ness-of-not-having-a-phone?)! Fingers crossed that this simple battery is the fix … and it was!  The Peace made and more easily maintained [surprise!] than expected throughout the past week’s stresses was immediately replaced with rapture for [WOOHOOOO!] once again being technologically linked instantaneously to every social connection . . . soon to be overwhelmed by the belabored, immediate influx of the finally received texts, emails, WordPress updates, oi Oi OI!  It was so funny going back to sending emails and remembering a time, not so long ago, when email was the quick way to connect, now replaced by the [sometimes] most rapid text message.

I am grateful to be back in business, and cannot believe the week has passed.  It was rather quiet 🙂 and that was nice for a change. However, back to the complete beck-and-call availability to all, casting, manager, and agent alike.  Thank you for the moment of/and return from technological solitude.

Please do weigh in, if you have an opinion, on the iPhone vs. Android query.  I would love to read and learn more than research has revealed.

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p.s. 01:42 the next day = 21:42 the night before

Katrina PerkinsAn “unlimited” monthly pass to the Yoga studio around the corner has inspired more and deeper breathing in me.  Normally (realistically) this is not in my budget, yet the festival I am performing in deserves to showcase me at my most relaxed and focused.  My usual practice includes Yoga DVDs, and honestly, lacks consistency, because although it should be as simple as roll out a yoga mat and start stretching, somehow the act of vacuuming impedes my dedication.  Perfectionism gets in my way.  Things needing to be just so holds me back from doing things that are just enough.

When I took acting classes with D.W. Brown at the Baron/Brown Studio in Santa Monica, California, I came to realize by carving out time to practice an hour of Yoga prior, the scenes I was in were more consistently in the moment and relaxed.  Coincidence (noun) = a striking occurrence of two or more events at one time apparently by mere chance.  “Apparently” is the optimum word. One moment affects the next, and so on throughout existence.  I certainly feel more clear and focused, and certainly breathing more since last Monday when I began ‘knocking myself out’ with unlimited Yoga – up to number five today!

Friday, I did a headstand.  Technically, I did two headstands, because I fell out of the first, very brief, one and while others in the class were still in their pose (one person in Headstand 2!! – a variation on the already challenging) I had enough time to attempt a second.  I had more difficulty getting back into the headstand the second go, because, as the instructor said, I was too excited. “Take a breath, calm down, focus” and up I went.  One might think a strong head is required for this pose, however, as I learned a strong core is necessary, and today (I did another headstand AND this time held it for even longer!) I realized strength in the shoulders helps, too, because that is truly where the weight is placed.  NOW, off to Tech Rehearsal for opening night Wednesday!

May you feel beautiful, listen lovingly, and be determined!

“The Light in me bows to the Light in you.”

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It is Monday already! (Again!) And I barely remembered, because the weather is lovely out and I have stayed busy (after five walks to wear out the 90 pound pup who will turn One-year-old tomorrow!) creating a template for new professional paperstock. How exciting. It is rather fun to make progress in something that started out foreign and unnavigable, and is now uniquely my own to mail as a coverletter to select casting directors introducing myself with freshly printed headshots and resumes. So much business, it is understandable why one would be grateful for a professional assistant. A ‘ONE DAY’ GOAL!

Through the advice of a savvy business consultant at * BBRProductions * I have created [after many revisions and suggestions and additional improvments] a professional letter, or rather an easier to digest note-size preface with enough research on the receipient and spunky, naturalistic personality of the sender to attain an Agent’s attention. Appreciatively so, Praise, let it be! Additionally, I have incorporated a watermark Katrina Perkinsof my logo in the personalized greeting; I feel so fancy-pants. Then! it occured to me “IT IS MONDAY! I HAVE A WORDPRESS TO POST BEFORE 7 P.M.!” [Eastern Standard Time to still count as today]

Here I sit, needing hydration- ah, that’s better [Cheers Ralph!]- still finalizing me note, and trying to decide which photo to include here- sometimes that is what really hangs me. Oh the truth is, it all hangs me up- this indecisive little Libra strives for more balance and Thankfully there is a Yoga studio a mere two minute walk, a guaranteed cure to better breathing! OH! And next week!!! The farm season begins again! Being out in nature on an organic * farm * with amazingly good people growing food always brings me Peace and Harmony AND BLISS! Yum, yum, yum, yum, yum, local food: who does not derive immense pleasure from eating FRESH food?! I taste the love, and the veggies truly are more full of flavor. #Spoiled thanks to * Biophilia *. Now, back to work! Close to a finished product . . . then, assembling the paperclipped note/headshot/resume, printing address labels, a walk to the post office, and stamps. Let the mailing begin!

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Katrina PerkinsOvernight (noun) work”day” begins near sunset, filming through the darkness of night, usually exteriors, ending the next morning with the changing of the morning sky a half hour before sunrise.

Fraturday (noun)  an overnight on a Friday, ending Saturday morning.

Last week I worked a three “day” overnight booking filming a movie with Dave Franco.  I was a masked character in a group of hundreds, but the location was amazing and should look really great for the onscreen finale. Let it be known: One overnight throws your sleep schedule off for at least a day, or even two.  By the time you get home, the sun is up and most everyone else is rising and shining.  Trying to sleep for more than a few hours is an effort, waking only a couple hours later, then trying to function on half the sleep normally necessary- the day drags as much as you do.  I cannot wait to take a shower and call it an early night and go to bed at a [once dreaded] child’s bedtime of 8 pm.

Back-to-backs can be a challenge, even when they are not overnights, especially when the project booked is different from one day to the next.  Inevitably, the first show will work 14-15 hours, wrapping really late.  By the time you get home, pack the requested wardrobe for the next day’s movie with the Murphy’s Law call-time of 5:30 am, three hours of sleep is usual.  Thus, back-to-back bookings eventually wear you down, requiring time to recoup, in the hopes of preventing a fall to illness, which can take you away from work opportunities even longer.

I owe myself eight hours of sleep; between the three consecutive overnights and one Fraturday just past- this is when being a napping pro would come in useful.  If it is a rainy day, I can nap, or a hot day when nothing is really scheduled… otherwise, the mind will not shut-up long enough to fall asleep in the middle of the day. Today, I napped!  Tomorrow, I go to a softball game to cheer on the SAG-AFTRA team in Central Park!  Hard work deserves some fun in the sun!!

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Needless to say, the last attempt at consistent, regular posting… failed.  GothamSo, as a poet, I enjoy alliterations: Taco Tuesday, Filing Friday, Manicure Monday- to name only a few personal favorites.  Why not WordPress Wednesday!?  It should, hopefully, be straightforward enough for me to keep track, and please calmness help me, stay determined with focus to achieve.  Usually, it comes down to (haha) a lack of time management, time escapes me and I am at it’s mercy, researching usually- most currently the RAW diet [pardon the pun] ad nauseam, for the health of the four-legged-fur-baby.

Secondarily, decision making, committing to one choice- ugh- at times the bane of my existence.  Some say it’s the Libra in me; I know I perform better all around when balanced body and mind with regular Yoga practice (another aim I fail to complete).  Here I am, 6:15pm NYC, flying through to post this before 6:59pm when the date changes.  I literally just chuckled to myself.  This is so fun! Truly.  “I don’t have a photo; what should I write about; that’s not related to being an actress” = excuses, excuses, excuses.

You lovely wonderful folks read and connect with me, and I with you.  We feed each other across oceans, and I love and miss the camaraderie.  Always seeking balance and structure, attempting to enforce a system that work upon myself and disappointedly not succeeding, giving up for a spell, and coming back to give it a go again, this time: I must remember to have

THE FUN.

Such is Life.  Started a “Cliche” blog last week, probably finish it by next (smiles).  Aaahhh, so the acting world, last week I worked as a Stand-In (another blog on that to come surely) on the Batman prequel TV show ‘Gotham’.  Even though I most likely cannot be seen on screen, boy the hair man, Joseph Ferrara, had some fun- he really knew what he was doing, and the make-up woman, Heidi, had to amp up the eyes to balance it out.  An amazing soundstage to work on here in Brooklyn- oh yeah, did I mention I moved from way out in Long Island?

NM4L9196 (2)Numerous times have others complimented how clearly I enunciate, and even the hard of hearing appreciate my vocal quality.  One more reason for auditioning to become an audiobook narrator. The four hour (each way) drive from University to my hometown each weekend began a journey as an avid audiobook listener.  “The Three Musketeers”, “Phantom of the Opera”, and “Fahrenheit 451” were a few of the first listens.  Ever since, ‘talking books’ have been a staple, devouring self-helps/spiritual in times needing guidance, Shakespeare whilst doing dishes, and financial investing books as I dye my hair.

In Los Angeles, I was honored to be a part of Tsunami Radio Theater, a group that recorded independently written stories, and was recognized with the “Rising Star: Hardest Working Actress” award.  Time in the studio with such an amazing crew of gifted voice actors will always remain a fond memory.  This month I focus toward the future, and hope to become a narrator for Audible.  On Tuesday 18 March, I audition in New Jersey and am immensely excited.  You as my WordPress family are consistently supportive and I truly hope to have marvelous news to report soon.

Last year I took a course with Audie (the audiobook equivalent of the Oscars) Award winning narrator Johnny Heller, which is where i learned of this amazing opportunity to audition to be a part of the Amazon team.  The path Life takes is rarely the one envisioned, but when we appreciate the journey and the divine route being guided through all the ‘wants’ and desires, sometimes it is good to realize the right here-right now is enough.  My wants list includes a dishwasher, washer/dryer, and a puppy- those are the items this little self feels would make her happy.  In truth, I am already happy, and thankful to have created this Freedom for myself to take a chance to say “Yes!” to a Life that allows me to work on a schedule that suits me.  Sometimes I wish to be a smidge more focused, but that is just another “want”.  Thank you all for your good vibrations from around the world.  Please accept my gratitude.

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Ooops “little more red” = Much Darker

W.ARNING A.BSTRACT T.ANGENT:  I love seeing.  I Love laughing.  I love hearing, most especially when it precedes laughter.  I love smiling in appreciation of all this and so very much more. Today, last night, this morning, with my car, I worked shooting as an extra on a pilot (a T.V. program produced as a prototype of a series being considered for adoption, to be ‘picked-up’, by a network) “Blanco”.

The call-time, the time production schedules an actor or crew member to arrive at the location, was 11 P.M. last night.  Somehow, I had never before crossed the Williamsburg Bridge.  Wow.  Simply Wow; I wish anyone else was driving so I might have snapped multiple blurry photos that would never compare to a professional stationary photographers perfect angle.  Wow.  I would love to live there on the Williamsburg Bridge for that view, or at the least be happily stuck in traffic and be blessed with a clear picture.

I tried to find a photo to include here (admittedly putting the perfect words into Blackle.com – an energy saving version of Google by Google– is not my forte), alas they just were not the truly amazingly breathtaking beauty witnessed nigh midnight driving over that Bridge.  Many photographers have the bridge in the photo… this one time I was not in awe of the incredible structure supporting the tires, instead gawking in awe at the depth and curvature of the shoreline with L!ghts abounding… my life’s ambition is to have a place to see that at night.  Wow.  If only I could see the sunrise from the same space… might require the purchase of multiple apartments, but if you dream it —> then you can smile doing it. Sometimes being a ‘background performer’ can be delightful, even in 20˚ exterior shots walking around in the snow; making three new friends; seeing familiar ones like P.A. Lincoln Major from “Boardwalk Empire”.  The car sat on the side of the street alleviating the random owner from moving an actual car parked there in the middle of a scene or a take, which would ruin continuity and the shot, thus upsetting productivity and wasting time, and thus money.

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Life inspires us

To work harder

To do better

with each passing day’s

Sunrise and sunset.

Golden pink sun rays

Can repay this debt

I owe such grandeur

Beating muscles to endure

beyond time clocks

and pay checks

through a Universal energy

Sparkles you and me.

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We are a beautiful breed.

For Beauty we bleed

Our Souls on the page

Knitting words in moments

of Truth unspoken–

haze of day’s rage

when Happiness remembered

Knocks tauntingly

rattling the cage

we somehow choose

to live this life contained

within deception’s brain.

Why does True Beauty bring

Eyes wide and Light Bright

make us squint and close.

Our ears, in the sand combing

onion skins thin cries

cutting o’lives lies

by Lending Honesty

and Listening to LOVE

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