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Jan 2017



Sunrise or Sunset? Venice, CA.

I sit here willing myself to come up with something profound for the new year. Surely there must be some poignant metaphor just waiting for me to twist into the-old-is-gone-the-new-has-begun brilliance. But the thing is, I don’t really feel that new. I kind of just feel like… me. My page pushes back on my pen in the same way it did last year (or is it my mind pushing back on my discipline? And yes, I write with pen and paper first). I sit at the same flea market wooden table that has one leg half painted blue for no discernible reason. And, I still can not think of a metaphor that will immediately ignite a swell of creativity, productivity, “newness”-ivity to the masses.

Alas, I can’t shake that old Robert Burns poem (you know it. The one in When Harry Met Sally). “May auld acquaintance be forgot and never brought to mind.” Well, that’s kind of sad, isn’t it?

Maybe that’s my metaphor. Maybe the auld acquaintances are the bad habits I’ve cultivated in a year of rough around all the edges. The insecurity and the cynicism that at times can feel like the nostalgic, folk song melody of my life.

Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
And never brought to mind?
Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
And auld lang syne.

For auld lang syne, my jo,
For auld lang syne,
We’ll take a cup o’ kindness yet,
For auld lang syne.

I hope we can all find time to take a cup o’kindness this year. Kindness for ourselves and for our old time’s sake bad habits of yesteryear.

And, I’m going to start using “my jo” as my only term of endearment.



Aug 2016

The Soken Word Takes a Hiatus!

I am taking a little summer vacay. You know what they say, all work and no play… well, doesn’t really apply to me. My work is play. I get to drink and tape myself saying silly things. But, I’ll indulge the idiom.  And I will graciously leave you at least a little somethin’ somethin’:

  1. Some pics from a recent shoot. Drink it in because this is the “Soken” part of this week’s alternative. And because a picture’s worth 1,000 words. P.P.S. Cathy Baron is a goddess. Cameran Surles 1055Cameran Surles 825




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2. The “Word” part. I wrote this. Ya huh. Yes, I did.

Let Me Not To The Marriage of True Minds

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Aug 2015

Shots of my Head. New.

Ah, the necessary evil of the headshot. Thought by some to be cruel and unusual punishment, the headshot is often referred to as the actor’s most valuable marketing tool. Of course! It’s so easy to reduce an actor’s entire existence, range, and essence into one picture! Sarcasm aside, Marc Cartwright came pretty damn close.

I call this one “I’m Fun and Relatable, Buy a Phone Plan from Me.”



And, this one: “I Have Sad Eyes, or Are They Hiding Something?”



And this one: “Just call me Rachel Green.”