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I am postponing a blog about on-set vocabulary, because a young friend who is recovering from an aneurysm asked the title question a couple times on a recent visit. Although I am a relatively appreciative human, all things are in flux.  Sunrise, sunset, balance, diet, sleep, cleanliness, inhale, exhale, the space inbetween, and the cycle of all these moments mingling.  Perfectionism is a fallacy, a frustration at which to be smiled and laughed at loudly.  A beautiful, temporarily, forgetful Being reminded me, we may think we make connections, words to ideas, motivation to movement.  Truly, we make moments – the pinnacle Being filled with Love and Laughter.

I am grateful to have visited her in a rehabilitation center.  She is so free, even to stop and explain her fear of doing less good should she continue.  Through a huge joyous smile, expressing how “frustrating” and literally grasping at not being able to find the right word, she entertained the room with her shining energy of perseverance.  So beautiful, always, on the outside, yet had been somehow hesitant and shy with people when participating in her passion: photography.  Now, from a bed she radiates confidence and enthusiasm making each moment Perfect.  Truth is, rather than this illusion we imagine- a sad magic reductionism, a mental cobweb we catch and wind ourselves up in- the deeper stuff, the sense/feeling in our guts prior to words and explanations, that is Real.

Patient, at times, frustrated, at time, calm, hot, sweet, mean, tired, jazzed, confident, afraid, self-conscious, free, as humans we contain all colors, words, and the labels they offer.  As an actor, I must accentuate what is a slight aspect of myself and emphasize one streak for a role- become comfortable, justify the “rightness” of behaving in a manner “less strong” or “slutty”.  To make sense and appreciate hearing a breeze dancing the leaves outside my window- and link the hieroglyphics we have created to represent this imagery = blessed.  Unintentionally, I punned the young friend in parting: Keep Being Patient with Yourself.  Are we not all Patients in the rehab ward for regularly re-learning Patience 🙂

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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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