Onward to the Promise Land

It is my belief that greatness and truth will always echo in the world.  Unfortunately, we aren't necessarily trained to hear it, in the same way that we have a hard time being unbiased by the knowledge that is presented.  We have grown-up thinking that everything in the world costs or has some value that can be measured by a checkbook.  I hope that my generation can continue to debunk that notion and that we can find truth in everyday occurrences.  We are, after all, those kids that refuse to pay for anything off the internet unless it can arrive physically at a designated address.  I would be lying if I said that I didn't admire our gumption.

More specifically, I think the world has so much more to offer, like a voice that we never listen to.  I believe that what we are really, really meant to do has been told to us over and over throughout our lifetime and it comes down to whether or not we can take the free advice from a stranger.  You can pay people to tell you anything you want to hear, but how can you be satisfied with a fee?  A hole in your pocket will not buy you a ticket to paradise.

With all of that said, I vow to listen with my heart.  To set aside my pride and realize that the truth may not be what I want NOW, but it will pay off in the end.  And to keep the faith that what is meant to be WILL be.  As long as I keep my steady pace, I will advance to my promise land.  And everyone I meet is an angel in disguise, assisting me on my journey.  This may be a city of Lost Angels, but I think they may still have a little faith for the giving.

Weekend Reflections

Somehow the clock ticked its way to this late hour without me even noticing.  My how time flies when you are trying to hold onto those last moments of the weekend.  This has been a rather productive week for me, and I'm anxious to make this habit and get into the swing of things to come.

On Monday, I audited an acting class that went on and on for 8 hours. I kid you not. 8 hours of acting is a lot when you already had a full day of working that day job, and other auditions and driving and trying to juggle your sanity.  It's a lot.  But in the end, I think I came out with a lot of valid information, and I think I'm going to give this thing a go for the next month and see what I think when I have a little more under my belt.
I do love to perform and I think that is what is keeping me on an even kilter through this sour patch in my finances.  Living in LA is rough. No one really gives you the full story.  Everyone tells you that it is hard to move here, which it is, but then the staying here and trying to audition while holding down a day job that can pay your bills is tough. Living your own life is hard too. Balance is key.

Later in the week I looked for more day jobs, one just doesn't seem to cut it.  No luck yet.  I had a couple more auditions.  That is the life of an actor.  And I got chewed out by my agent's assistant, which I didn't even know she had an assistant, for not having better head shots or a reel compiled and ready for send off.  Hey, didn't you know all of this when you signed me?  I feel like I'm going to get a call saying, "where is your SAG card?" In which case, I think the argument could turn down a heated road...
I just want to book something.  It sounds crazy, but I feel like I'm getting overlooked and I need something to come my way.  It must be me.  First thing is first, I need to stay in my acting class, gain more confidence, and find a way to book the interesting things that are intended for me. Agents will always be there to collect their commission.

Goal for this week:  Head up.  You never know what opportunity could pop out of a tree, smack you in the face, and keep on running.  So always wear running shoes.

Goodnight and Goodluck!

And then he Kissed her

Above is a picture of an acrylic on wood that I painted as a wedding gift to one of best friend's, commemorating her big day.  I sketched one of their engagement photos onto the wood plank and picked colors to match their wedding colors (purple and green).  I was quite pleased with the outcome.

Two weeks ago, yesterday, one of my dearest friends said "I Do" to her Prince Charming in one of the most beautiful, simple and flawless weddings I have ever been to.  It was one of the loveliest fall days in Grand Junction, CO, as we sat in the backyard-turned-venue of a house atop Redlands Mesa.  The groom's sister sang "At Last" while my friend, the bride, walked down a grassy aisle surrounded by only their closest friends and family.  It was the best kind of ceremony, a quick and to the point exchange of vows, rings, kiss, and BOMB... not a dry eye in the crowd.  

“He looked at her the way all women want to be looked at by a man.” - The Great Gatsby

After the ceremony, the wedding party took pictures while the guests mingled.  The guest book was a Bible to highlight and sign your favorite passage, and wedding favors were, seasonally perfect, packets of Hot Apple Cider.  

One of the most brilliant ideas for "Pre-Cake" treats. 

Why Hello

This is the first post in my new blog "Wild Prestige, This Creative Life."  I hope to bring all things inspiring, artistic, fashionable, and interesting to a meeting place where discussions can begin and art can be created.  I am a budding freelance writer, undiscovered painter, LA actor, and explorer extraordinaire, hoping that all of this can come together into something lovely.

So, let's begin a journey together, down a road already paved by millions worldwide; but here's the chance to provide a different angle.  Are you with me?