Thursday, May 7, 2009

Don't go on his boat. . .

. . .And don't buy property from a fictional war criminal. Otherwise known as advice given to me about the cast members of my first NYC show. Not many people read this blog, and those who do probably already know everything about my experiences before I write them down. Especially since the show closed several weeks ago and I am now back in CA getting my life in order and spending time with friends and family before setting off again. In review here are my thoughts looking back on my first 2 months in NY.

I have a lot to be grateful for, many (if not most) come to NY with few connections, few friends and very little clue. Luckily I went with a job and place to stay, provided by the same wonderful person, and things just seem to have gone up from there. Not only was it a job, but it was a good job with a well respected theatre in a well reviewed show, with actors I actually liked and had heard of. Not that having heard of someone means anything about their talent or ability. The point being, that most people (and I hope to fall into this category at some point, because I want to work on these projects too), have to find low or no pay theatre jobs with like-situated people trying to make it in NYC, and I was given the amazing opportunity of having my first job be something that doesn't usually come till later: the result being an overwhelming sense of optimism. This sense keeps getting rewarded, so it keeps increasing. Not long after coming to NY, I who never win anything, won the first weekly cast and crew lottery known as Dollar Sunday. That was 30 one dollar bills ready to be spent on our day off! Not a huge amount of money by most standards, but I almost didn't want to spend it since it seemed like a good omen. It felt like the gods of change were smiling down on me. In the course of my 2 months I've made and rekindled some good friendships, found some NY Parents, and found a neighborhood I want to move to. I don't know what the fall will bring, except maybe some gold and red leaves and some brisk weather, but I am looking forward to finding out. I am trying to sell my motorcycle in CA so I can afford the move in costs of an apartment in Astoria. Maybe things will continue to be serendipitous and I will have a home to move into in September?
Maybe my real parents and my NY parents will conspire to do Thanksgiving in NYC this year?

Next step: a too long 4 month break in various parts of the U.S. and then a triumphant return to NY and hopefully a job?

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