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.
I’d like to take you back to 2002 for a moment. It was a simpler time then. A time of Britney and Justin and those Nokia BRICK phones. In 2002, I was really into borrowing my friend Nicole’s clothes, silencing my dial up internet so my parents didn’t hear me late-night AIMing, and a boy with the last name Waggenspack. Yep. He could drive. I was also into Nelly. Apparently, 2002 was so simple for Nelly, that when he got hot, he just took off all his clothes.
Which brings me to my point (kind of). It is HOT in LA right now. And I’m from Texas, so I know hot. Here are some fool proof ways not to die of a heat stroke this summer:
Which brings me to my real point. Click below for this week’s THE SOKEN WORD! #girlpower
I’ve decided to use this blog as more of a… well, blog. A forum for all my musings and ponderings, catharsis and wanderings. I have for several years now written and performed Spoken Word Poetry (read: I’m a white girl slam poet). I have also for several years now drunk and enjoyed wine. Negronis. Martinis. A well timed digestif every now and again. Really all booze. It made sense to me to combine the two(s). No, I will not always rhyme. But I will, Wednesdays at 3 Pacific Standard Time. Click the link, pour yourself a drink and enjoy the first installment of The Soken Word.
Directed by Paul Kampf. It’s a little long, but it’s (unfortunately) oh so relevant right now.
I shot a movie. Humble brag alert: it feels so damn good to do what you love.
Folk Hero & Funny Guy
Directed by the illustrious Jeff Grace.
Starring Alex Karpovsky, Wyatt Russell, Meredith Hagner, Melanie Lynskey, David Cross, Hannah Simone, Michael Ian Black, Heather Morris, and Yours Truly.
(Click on pic to see a bigger view. You can say it. This small one is lame.)
Check out a commercial I shot. Rooftop, downtown LA, magic hour, CONVERSE. This shit sells itself.
Los Angeles, the land of dreamers and wannabe-ers. People come chasing fame and fortune, and they leave once reality sets in. Los Angeles is one of the largest apartment markets in the US, with 10 million inhabitants, 60% of whom are renters. Thus, budding entrepreneur SAM and aspiring entertainment host ASHLEY have obtained their real estate license with plans to capitalize. In the City of Angels, where you live, is who you are. And Sam and Ashley are about to discover who they want to be… at least, for now.
That’s right. Only 3 auditions out of hundreds that applied were awarded the prestigious title of “Best of.” I think I’ll take it. Click on the picture to watch the whole video in all its glory.
2 weeks ago I serenaded the students of Pepperdine University with some slammin’ spoken word. Yes. There were about 1,500 students there. No. I did not imagine them in their underwear. You sicko. But, I did talk about Peace. Don’t know if it was profound or poignant or poetic. But, it was the plain honest truth.
hot damn. #MissHolland USA #mustbetrending #winadate #helpusgetpaid #sohotrightnow #superfluoushashtags