“The Park After Dark”
A few pictures taken in Central Park at night. Fabio Luzzi, photographer.
A few pictures taken in Central Park at night. Fabio Luzzi, photographer.
A short film by Poppy de Villeneuve for the fashion website nowness.com…
A piece about tonight’s reading: “Gomorra” Reaches the New York Stages
As I rode on my eleventh subway of the day last week, or perhaps it my third cab, it occurred to me that I had little comprehension of where I’d been or where I was going. My bag was strapped to my back, heavy with books, water, an umbrella, a mini dop kit, a shirt or two, maybe some socks, who knows, and I was going over some lines in my head for a rehearsal, or maybe I was humming a vocal exercise, no, I was making notes for a blog entry, anyway, I was hungry and couldn’t remember if I’d eaten, or how old that power bar in my bag was, or if the Q train stopped at 23rd St. This is typical.
I’m glad to be busy, but there’s a downside to all this activity, namely that you burn out quickly. I have never in my life wanted to do so much, and done so much, and I have never in my life been so tired to the bone. I’m going with the “sleep when you’re dead” philosophy, but it’s dawning on me that I could, in fact, be hastening my demise with too many 21 hour days and seven day weeks.
How a room was assembled in which most people knew me is still a source of amazement, but the other night I went out and found just that. It reminded me of days past on the festival circuit when people went out of their way to flatter me and I got good at idle chatter, and holding my liquor.
But a few hours into the night I was drained. Perhaps I’m just out of practice, or perhaps it was the result of not having really stopped since January 1st, but my legs felt like lead, so I perched on a stool next to some aging chicken satay and looked around the room, catching my breath. Read more…
I had the pleasure and privilege of being in a scripted piece for the New York Times. Directed by Poppy de Villeneuve, there are five shorts in total, all set in Central Park. They are set to begin “airing” on Febuary 1st one per week. Mine is the 5th of 5, so I’m guessing it will be available on March 1st.
My freshman year at Wesleyan a friend told me that I was not the type of person to ask, “What’s for lunch?” but rather, “What is lunch?” I took it as a compliment. Though I’ve never been referred to as a genius, I’ve always aspired to use my brain whenever appropriate, and the meaning of lunch is as worthy a topic as any other.
Today I went back to class for the first time in a quite a while. In a stinging twist of irony it was held in the same room where I first studied acting. The musty scent of old furniture and well-worn set pieces filled the air, and tears came to my eyes. I was transported back in time, filled with remembrances of a clueless young man who nevertheless knew that he wanted to inhabit this strange world of props and cues and was willing to scrape nickels together in order to do so. Read more…