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how about wisconsin for a lack of change?  still holding primaries this week in the middle of what is NOT simply another year of “the flu”.  maybe that is a sign of how scared the political machine [which i can tell you does NOT represent me or likely you] is of change.  machines run the program.  our compliance, take our money and stay in our homes and forget about any change in this broken machine, inhuman, unhelpful, unkind, impersonal, big business (another machine) killing the little being.

now is a time for people to come together in a bigger way.  NOT physically; energetically.  we need more energy to do the things we all are appreciating how much FREEDOM we under appreciated and took for granted: gathering physically, stopping at the grocery store for that “one thing we came in for”, taking kids to a playground, or having kids over to play in our backyard.  how has our backyard somehow even become a little less Ours?  

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17 March 2020 ophthalmic tech/scribe NY

because right now we have a responsibility for our community, the people we know and those we have never seen.  the 82-year-old who’s grandchild does not yet grasp that hanging out leaning on your friend’s car at the beach could kill grandma.  this has never happened to us in our lifetime; we are capable of learning from history.  we are intelligent.  

i don’t know the number of people who want another president in the United States; i don’t know the number of countries that want more of the same for US.  I know i want more, more of what is Good.  we all know Good, in our guts.  it is not a question, it is undeniable, it is Known, and it is the same for all of Us.  

10-4 in 2020! 🙂

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Since childhood, I have a fascination with wolves.  Perhaps it was growing up always with rottweilers (earnestly loving their little bear-cub looking puppiness and the sweet protectiveness ours grew into) while my best friends’ parents were cops with German shepherds.  Or maybe, being an only child until the age of twelve lent itself to the independent, lone wolf mentality.  In fact, wolves are endangered, misunderstood, and loyal.  When I began in Show-Business, my fledgling actor self arrogantly questioned “Why does anyone need an agent, except because the system says so?”; why give ten percent of moneys earned, when I am doing all the acting? Silly girl.

Now, working full-time as my own agent (submitting for auditions), manager (creating a brand/voice), and publicist (contacting media), I realize – when will I have time to audition, not to mention act in the parts I will procure!?!  And…. create time to continue efforts in attaining said opportunities to act professionally.  This is when I realize: an agent is not someone simply taking a cut, or working as a middle-person to weed out the truly talented from the masses of flash-in-the-pan wannabes.  An agent is a Professional, a dream I share.  Only mine is one of acting, and earning in complete sustainability of this humble lifestyle: TO ACT full-time is the goal. This, I realize, includes a business team– numerous persons putting together cover letters, headshots, resume, press packets, and providing professional relationships.

It is trite to read: if there is ANYTHING else you could be happy doing, by all means do it…. the truth is- the business side of the show can be tedious.  Having walked a block in the shoes of a show-Business professional, I barely have a glimpse of what their day in and day out drudgery entails.  I whole heartedly respect the side of the biz in which I have less experience.  Do what you love, and you shall be happy.  Part of my goals going forward involves developing a loyal pack to represent the vitality and passion for this art, with the prerequisite flair for the business aspect of this exhibition.

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