Alright. So it was an enjoyable film. Popcorn worthy. I dare say it is best viewed in a theater. Even though we have been inundated with so many special effects that none care anymore, portions of this film are undeniably pretty. And I don't just mean the usual x-men film perpetual gleam.
The last fight scene, and Hugh Jackman´s perpetually taunt muscular shoulders are stunning on the big screen. It had a plot, which I will not spoil, a surprisingly good sense of humor, and some nice nods to the rest of the X-men universe. (Look for baby Storm in the oddest of places)
The most sexy and charismatic figure in that fictional world, was played by this guy. He looks good at a distance, he even has a decent voice. Was I charmed? Should I be? still making up my mind. My gut says no, the face is wrong, the accent... but I'd love to know what you think.
Thursday, April 30, 2009
Wednesday, April 29, 2009
Etsy Pic of the day
First, a big thanks to everyone who participated in De-lurker day.Almost enough said.
This lovely bracelet, found in the shop of Jacarandadesigns, luxurious. Named,
Silver Blue Goddess Bracelet.
for more, see this blog, jacarandagal.blogspot.comMonday, April 27, 2009
De-Lurker Day
Heeeeellllloooo readers....
That is a photo of me lurking. I know, I don't look very approachable which is why I must say;
I declare today delurker day!
That means if you, dear reader, visit but never follow, read but never comment, today is the way to say hello!
So tell us a bit about yourselves....
1. Where are you from?
2. If you could live anyplace in the world....?
3. Stripes or polka dots?
4. etsy fan, or do you hail from elsewhere?
Thursday, April 23, 2009
Without Breaking
Tomorrow's feature relates to this poem about Spring, one of my favorites, by e.e. cummings;
A Poem for her, and us, by e.e. cummings;
"Spring is like a perhaps hand
(which comes carefully
out of Nowhere)arranging
a window,into which people look(while
people stare
arranging and changing placing
carefully there a strange
thing and a known thing here)and
changing everything carefully
spring is like a perhaps
Hand in a window
(carefully to
and fro moving New and
Old things,while
people stare carefully
moving a perhaps
fraction of flower here placing
an inch of air there)and
without breaking anything."
A Poem for her, and us, by e.e. cummings;
"Spring is like a perhaps hand
(which comes carefully
out of Nowhere)arranging
a window,into which people look(while
people stare
arranging and changing placing
carefully there a strange
thing and a known thing here)and
changing everything carefully
spring is like a perhaps
Hand in a window
(carefully to
and fro moving New and
Old things,while
people stare carefully
moving a perhaps
fraction of flower here placing
an inch of air there)and
without breaking anything."
-e.e. cummings
Tuesday, April 21, 2009
Bamn!
Tomorrow is my 23rd Birthday. Do not expect a blog. In fact, this one was pre-written and scheduled Sunday night. I have a busy week ahead, with a child prodigy piano concert in the Teatro National, a sincere wish to finish Clea, the last (that I can get to, I have not read Justine) of the devilishly complicated and intellectually satisfying Alexandrian Quartet by L. Durrell. Also, there is illustration work to do. 16 pages. If it goes well, I'll post some here, if not, I may never mention it again... and then a swimming pool...ah warm weather...with slight clouds in the afternoon...that edge of rain that makes everything seem more vivid...
This is National Poetry month, I challenge anyone commenting today to post a line or two of their own works.
Monday, April 20, 2009
A Simple feature
Brief & sweet Interview with Cat's Paw.
1. What is the best thing you've read recently?
Eat, Pray, Love
2.Favorite letter in the alphabet, and why?
Z, its exotic
3. If you could meet any person, living or dead, who would it be, and how would you meet?
Hugh Laurie on a "House" set
4. Tell me a story of a great creative experience, or nightmare...
I got juried into an ISGB gallery show when it was here in Portland - it was bittersweet. I got to meet many interesting people at the opening but the night before, they were moving furniture and broke my necklace. However I had another to substitute.
6. And your studio.... my husband built me a small shed where I lampwork, it has huge windows - one always open for ventilation and we have a cord for electricity in there. It's very close to the house.
7. And the supports in your life... my two cats, my husband and friends...
10. The best place to go in Portland... Portland Art Museum, Forest Park, the Japanese Garden, the Rose Garden
11. Does anyone ever ask you what you do with your major? what would you like to tell them?
It was really important to me to be a theatre major even though I'm not in the theatre right now. I was a very shy, introverted person, it helped to develop my sense of humor and personality. Also many wonderful memories of those 4 years. It was a start of a creative journey.
1. What is the best thing you've read recently?
Eat, Pray, Love
2.Favorite letter in the alphabet, and why?
Z, its exotic
3. If you could meet any person, living or dead, who would it be, and how would you meet?
Hugh Laurie on a "House" set
4. Tell me a story of a great creative experience, or nightmare...
I got juried into an ISGB gallery show when it was here in Portland - it was bittersweet. I got to meet many interesting people at the opening but the night before, they were moving furniture and broke my necklace. However I had another to substitute.
6. And your studio.... my husband built me a small shed where I lampwork, it has huge windows - one always open for ventilation and we have a cord for electricity in there. It's very close to the house.
7. And the supports in your life... my two cats, my husband and friends...
10. The best place to go in Portland... Portland Art Museum, Forest Park, the Japanese Garden, the Rose Garden
11. Does anyone ever ask you what you do with your major? what would you like to tell them?
It was really important to me to be a theatre major even though I'm not in the theatre right now. I was a very shy, introverted person, it helped to develop my sense of humor and personality. Also many wonderful memories of those 4 years. It was a start of a creative journey.
Saturday, April 18, 2009
Welcoming Spring And Summer
Friday, April 17, 2009
Pirates Forever Part 3 of 3
Reading the Map...
Final part of three of the alluring adventures of Justingeer, actor, crew, traveler, singer, writer, and oh yeah, etsy seller. Read on for Machu Picchu, Pirates, and more
4. Talk about about the best things you have ever seen...
Although, on a completely different subject while in the Bahamas, the night I was returning to the set and rounded the corner that stretched about 200 yards to the end of a barge where s at The Black Pearl with smoke rising all around it and the flames of torches lighting its surroundings was such an amazing sight to see, and knowing I was about to board the ship to play a pirate for a few hours, it will forever be ingrained in my memory. A pirates life for me.
Final part of three of the alluring adventures of Justingeer, actor, crew, traveler, singer, writer, and oh yeah, etsy seller. Read on for Machu Picchu, Pirates, and more
4. Talk about about the best things you have ever seen...
Besides people's smiling faces and when wrong things are set right in front of me (like when a car cuts you off going waaaay too fast only to be pulled over miles ahead - I'm talking about justice being served)...So besides all that, it would be my trip to the ancient ruins of Machu Picchu, Peru "The Lost City of the Inca's".
The perfect structure of the walls and buildings and the fact that they were so structurally sound, is beyond impressive, especially when you compare it to how they've resorted to building homes and buildings since then. They used a slight A frame when setting their stones, which were polished to fit exactly against each stone it touched.
The idea is much like a standing pose. When you stand with your legs together, you are easily toppled, but when you spread your legs a bit and have a larger area to support weight movement, you find that you're balanced much better. It was genius.
We climbed to 9,200ft. up the sister mountain Huayna Picchu which looked over the ruins. It was there you could see how they built the city in the shape of 3 animals; a snake, a condor, and a puma, with the snakes tail drifting off to make the Inca Trail.
It was such a breathtaking experience, being able to walk through sound structures that were being built in 1460AD. They were well equipped with working water, an amphitheater where the crowds would meet to listen to the king, and walls built with indentions perfect to slide your head in, and when one person talked it sounded as if the voice were coming out of a speaker created inside the indention. It was a way of having meetings w here only those with their heads in the walls could hear what was being discussed. Being able to see the touch of an ancient civiliza tion on the same earth we share would be one of the best things I've ever seen...
Machu Picchu
I stayed with my dad and brother at the base of the mountain in a town called Aguas Calientes, where they have natural hot springs that cost about 25¢ a person for all day. The view from the springs is mainly focused upwards to the surrounding mountains with the most beautiful foliage and bird life I've ever seen. But the day we went up the mountain 8,000 miles above sea level to explore the ancient ruins was by far one of the most brilliant and amazing things my eyes have taken in so far in 28 years.
I stayed with my dad and brother at the base of the mountain in a town called Aguas Calientes, where they have natural hot springs that cost about 25¢ a person for all day. The view from the springs is mainly focused upwards to the surrounding mountains with the most beautiful foliage and bird life I've ever seen. But the day we went up the mountain 8,000 miles above sea level to explore the ancient ruins was by far one of the most brilliant and amazing things my eyes have taken in so far in 28 years.
The perfect structure of the walls and buildings and the fact that they were so structurally sound, is beyond impressive, especially when you compare it to how they've resorted to building homes and buildings since then. They used a slight A frame when setting their stones, which were polished to fit exactly against each stone it touched.
The idea is much like a standing pose. When you stand with your legs together, you are easily toppled, but when you spread your legs a bit and have a larger area to support weight movement, you find that you're balanced much better. It was genius.
We climbed to 9,200ft. up the sister mountain Huayna Picchu which looked over the ruins. It was there you could see how they built the city in the shape of 3 animals; a snake, a condor, and a puma, with the snakes tail drifting off to make the Inca Trail.
It was such a breathtaking experience, being able to walk through sound structures that were being built in 1460AD. They were well equipped with working water, an amphitheater where the crowds would meet to listen to the king, and walls built with indentions perfect to slide your head in, and when one person talked it sounded as if the voice were coming out of a speaker created inside the indention. It was a way of having meetings w here only those with their heads in the walls could hear what was being discussed. Being able to see the touch of an ancient civiliza tion on the same earth we share would be one of the best things I've ever seen...
"A Pirates Life for Me"
Although, on a completely different subject while in the Bahamas, the night I was returning to the set and rounded the corner that stretched about 200 yards to the end of a barge where s at The Black Pearl with smoke rising all around it and the flames of torches lighting its surroundings was such an amazing sight to see, and knowing I was about to board the ship to play a pirate for a few hours, it will forever be ingrained in my memory. A pirates life for me.
Monday, April 13, 2009
Lady Hawthorne Speaks
Interview Question 1. What is your favorite word?
LOVE in all its forms, who doesn't like to hear "I love you"?
2. What is your least favorite word?
The F word in any form, I hate that people are now using it so easily in normal conversation.
LOVE in all its forms, who doesn't like to hear "I love you"?
2. What is your least favorite word?
The F word in any form, I hate that people are now using it so easily in normal conversation.
3. What turns you on, spiritually or emotionally?
Beauty in nature, its so inspiring.
4. What Turns you Off, spiritually or emotionally?
Disrespect, as in intolerance to others and their differences, not respecting others rights and needs, using bad language, trashing Mother Nature, please pick up your own trash!
5. What sound or noise do you hate?
Cars with booming speakers in the trunk, I used to pray the owners would go deaf, but then I got smart and now I pray they get ultra sensitive hearing.
6. What sound or noise do you love?
The birds singing and my cat calling me Mama, really, he does!
7. What profession other than your own would you like to attempt?
I'd love to run a B & B with an herb garden on the side.
8. What job would you least like to have?
Anything involving heights or ladders.
9. If heaven exists, what would you like to hear God say when you arrive at the pearly gates?
Welcome home, your family is waiting.
11. In a year, where do you see your etsy shop? Or yourself as an artist?
I see the shop pretty much as it is but with a more steady flow of sales, it has doubled in the last year so hopefully the economy won't slow it down. I would love to do my arts and crafts full time, but I have to live with reality, it will take time.
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Post Script, by Jolt Darkly,
As a young girl, I used to watch Inside the Actor's Studio on Bravo and fantasize about being on the show, and answering James Lipton's infamous final questions with perfect impromptu honesty and clarity. The origional questions and answer forms were developed "by French television personality Bernard Pivot, after the Proust Questionnaire." (Wikepedia.)
One wonders when reading that early questionnaire about their abstract depths, for example, "If not yourself, who would you be?" However, in the actor's studio version, the questions have passed through filters of occupation, and become noticeably more concrete...
The above is an version of the questionnaire with slight modifications towards etsian interests. It is not the questionare for etsy, as in most of my interviews, nary a word is spared for questions like, "What is your craft, and why?" but it is, I hope, another fascinating attempt to dive bellow the so often solid surface of an artist's creative work, and an etsian's collected endeavors...
Today's interview was from Lady Hawthorne, who is also featured in an etsy mini along my side bar, please see to the left.
-Jolt
Friday, April 10, 2009
Do You Believe in Santa? Part 2 of Justin Gear's Interview
If you Still believe in a physical, magic, jolly Santa, look away, major spoilers ahead. This is part 2 of 3 of the JustinGear interviews, adventurer, writer, actor, pirate, and oh yeah, etsy member. I asked two questions that somehow came crashing back to this one question, childhood....so prepare to peak inside one tricky mind....
2. If you could relive any moment in your life, what would it be, and why?
2. If you could relive any moment in your life, what would it be, and why?
This one's easy. The happiest and most exciting time in my life was getting presents from Santa Claus as a kid. Having some magical being secretly looking after me and then granting my material wishes at the end of each year absolutely blew my mind!
Here I was in a world where logic and science, (plus the First Baptist Church of Forest City, NC) had taught me everything I knew about how my world worked. And Santa Claus somehow by-passed all these laws of psychics; cause we had a wood stove, so I couldn't even begin to comprehend him squeezing his fat a** down through these tiny pipes and then somehow unlocking the door to the stove from the INSIDE and climbing out WITH PRESENTS. But by God, somehow, he did it. Every freakin year! But the one moment I would want to relive would be the first Christmas I wrote in my letter to Santa asking if he would wrap all my presents
individually so I could have fun opening them in random order without knowing everything I got all at once. And he did it. And it was awesome.
And he continued to do that until, what takes me to the one moment I would NOT want to relive in my life.
And that moment is stretched between 2 moments including me in the 6th grade cafeteria stating my case, at the top of my lungs, that Santa Claus WAS real because there's no way my parents would make something like that up and have me believe it just for fun. Because in my mind I had already pondered this conundrum for years and came to the conclusion that it made absolutely no sense that my parents would buy me presents, and then let someone else take the credit.
The other moment is me in the car with my mom when I asked her, after telling her the events of the day, if Santa was real. She then began to explain that it was the spirit of Santa Claus. I was devastated. I had never felt so betrayed and so confused in my life. I then had to challenge every mythical creature I believed to actually be real. It was a weird year.
Here I was in a world where logic and science, (plus the First Baptist Church of Forest City, NC) had taught me everything I knew about how my world worked. And Santa Claus somehow by-passed all these laws of psychics; cause we had a wood stove, so I couldn't even begin to comprehend him squeezing his fat a** down through these tiny pipes and then somehow unlocking the door to the stove from the INSIDE and climbing out WITH PRESENTS. But by God, somehow, he did it. Every freakin year! But the one moment I would want to relive would be the first Christmas I wrote in my letter to Santa asking if he would wrap all my presents
individually so I could have fun opening them in random order without knowing everything I got all at once. And he did it. And it was awesome.
And he continued to do that until, what takes me to the one moment I would NOT want to relive in my life.
And that moment is stretched between 2 moments including me in the 6th grade cafeteria stating my case, at the top of my lungs, that Santa Claus WAS real because there's no way my parents would make something like that up and have me believe it just for fun. Because in my mind I had already pondered this conundrum for years and came to the conclusion that it made absolutely no sense that my parents would buy me presents, and then let someone else take the credit.
The other moment is me in the car with my mom when I asked her, after telling her the events of the day, if Santa was real. She then began to explain that it was the spirit of Santa Claus. I was devastated. I had never felt so betrayed and so confused in my life. I then had to challenge every mythical creature I believed to actually be real. It was a weird year.
Looks like I may have given you more than you asked for with that question:)
PS - I still get presents from "Santa" and they are individually wrapped:)
3. Write more about your childhood or your work, or your creative struggles.
3. Write more about your childhood or your work, or your creative struggles.
My childhood was a total land of make-believe. And I'm still finding quite a few traces of it to this day. I think that keeps me younger. I spent a lot of my time up in trees as a kid. So much so that my dad finally built me a clubhouse. And he went all out. It was built on an embankment so that one side of it was held up by cut telephone poles. It featured built in bunk beds, a lockable door, 2 lockable windows, a fire pole, a zip line and a trap door escape route.
It was built right above a creek that led to the Broad River and an enormous train trestle, right in front of the local slaughterhouse, which I used to explore at night when the watch patrol was
at it's minimum (I'm talkin' security guards andsurveillance cameras - in fact, I used to sneak up there and put huge butterfly magnets on the part of the building above the security tower only to return another day to find them gone - i just loved the fact that it was a mystery to them how these butterfly magnets kept appearing, hehehehe). It was a virtual playground and having drawn the map of the entire lay out of the land, I practically owned it.
It's funny now as I still find myself up in trees on a daily basis as I work for a lighting company in Atlanta that decorates the city with Christmas lights, which gives me about 8 months of work a year. Although I'm finding my increasing age, weight and perhaps my state of mind an increasing hindrance when it comes to climbing trees and decorating them with light. I sometimes wonder how much longer I'll be doing this, when, as far as me being artistic and expressing my creativity, it naturally comes out in the form of music.
I've been playing the piano since age 4 but have always been more interested in making up my own material rather t ha n learning the theory and playing other people's music, despite my 12 years of lessons. This is a constant creative struggle for as I'm surrounded by people influencing me to learn songs with the purpose of being able to take requests. Because at the moment, I can't take any requests. I can play you hours of music, but I can't take requests. And as much as I think I'd like to be able to do that, I don't want to put the effort behind it. Just something inside me doesn't want to do that. I like making my own music and finding the people who like it enough to be satisfied with what I create...
"I lived in that thing."
It was built right above a creek that led to the Broad River and an enormous train trestle, right in front of the local slaughterhouse, which I used to explore at night when the watch patrol was
at it's minimum (I'm talkin' security guards and
It's funny now as I still find myself up in trees on a daily basis as I work for a lighting company in Atlanta that decorates the city with Christmas lights, which gives me about 8 months of work a year. Although I'm finding my increasing age, weight and perhaps my state of mind an increasing hindrance when it comes to climbing trees and decorating them with light. I sometimes wonder how much longer I'll be doing this, when, as far as me being artistic and expressing my creativity, it naturally comes out in the form of music.
I've been playing the piano since age 4 but have always been more interested in making up my own material rather t ha n learning the theory and playing other people's music, despite my 12 years of lessons. This is a constant creative struggle for as I'm surrounded by people influencing me to learn songs with the purpose of being able to take requests. Because at the moment, I can't take any requests. I can play you hours of music, but I can't take requests. And as much as I think I'd like to be able to do that, I don't want to put the effort behind it. Just something inside me doesn't want to do that. I like making my own music and finding the people who like it enough to be satisfied with what I create...
Thursday, April 9, 2009
Don't we all love features?
Once again I find myself grouped with a lovely set of fellow etsy sellers in a feature, this time the theme is spirals, or round round, "curves, hoops, swirls" to check out the full selection, click on the featured photo from new York, to the left within the next two days.
This image was captured near 59th street, in my favorite city, near the subways exit and entrance. The day I took this shot the intersection was under construction, and there was also a man with a clipboard interviewing passers by on their religious views and thoughts about the afterlife. I snapped this just after giving him my own answers.
Funny how certain instances stick with you.
Wednesday, April 8, 2009
Stay tuned
One of this Month's etsy mini slots is for Tasa Lada.
"Taissa puts the D in decandent, and R in revamped and is not a believer in "less is more". She specializes in one of a kind vintage inspired hats and head pieces, high end evening wear and upcycled and revamped slip dresses. All items are one of a kind and are made by her. She loves all things leopard print, polkadot and plaid, and loves elaborate, drippy laces. She never met a vintage slip dress she did not fall in love with or a feather she did not like. Her thoughts on fashion and personal style are simple and straight forward. "wear what you like and are comfortable in and have fun with it"
"Taissa puts the D in decandent, and R in revamped and is not a believer in "less is more". She specializes in one of a kind vintage inspired hats and head pieces, high end evening wear and upcycled and revamped slip dresses. All items are one of a kind and are made by her. She loves all things leopard print, polkadot and plaid, and loves elaborate, drippy laces. She never met a vintage slip dress she did not fall in love with or a feather she did not like. Her thoughts on fashion and personal style are simple and straight forward. "wear what you like and are comfortable in and have fun with it"
Monday, April 6, 2009
Flaunt Design
1. Color: blue. It makes me feel calm & peaceful and reminds me of some of my very favorite things; my daughter’s eyes , the ocean, summer skies, my favorite old jeans… Blue is the color of eternity...
2. If you could live anywhere... Oh, we would so live in Provence, France, somewhere in the countryside near Aix… It would be wonderful; summers with lavender-laden breezes, trips to the ocean, old Roman monuments, buying fruit & honey from local markets. Winters with a wood fire inside an old farmhouse, good books, wine - and enough time to make lots of jewelry!
3.About the Muse
My muse is mainly nature – though that doesn’t always translate directly! Sometimes it’s a color combination or a feeling evoked by looking at scenery that I try to capture with silver & gemstones. I once based a beautiful necklace of pearls, smoky quartz & adventurism on a piece of driftwood I had seen floating in the English Channel! Yes, REALLY!
4.If you could instantly change one thing about yourself, what would it be?
If I could change something about me it would be to become more self-assured and confident, care less about what others may think about me…
11. Yes!
Wait, yes to what?
Many of you must be thinking...well, take a guess. I will post the winner on Tuesday April 14, best guess (not necessarily correct, I say, best) will win a choice of free ad space for one week in May, their own interview (Etsy membership not required) or an article about their blog posted on my blog.
Friday, April 3, 2009
My Corazon- The Shop of Miss Butler
An artists inspired by Frida Kahlo, loteria, Our Lady of Guadalupe, Sacred Heart, Milagros and Spanish colonial....the following is an interview with MissBulter, a Brooklyn Based Latin America Traveler....
To start, let's talk about....
....Day of the Dead, El Día de los Muertos...
One part of the celebrations that moves me most is El Día de los Angelitos, the day before the Day of the Dead, which is reserved for children who have died. That day is All Saints Day in the Catholic Church and is meshes well with the popular idea that children who die go directly to heaven. They are a more heavenly than the souls of the adult departed so they come back home and leave again before the souls of the adult deceased come to visit the next day, el Dia de los Muertos. Families leave candy and toys on their home ofrendas for the visiting little angels. A family's tragic experience of the loss of a child evolves into a celebration of that short life and I see the ritual as an expression of their absolute faith that the living are still connected to their dead and that both can still do good for each other even when separated.
As a fellow traveler, you make me curious, what is your favorite country?
Syria is the country I've enjoyed visiting most. I'm a real history nerd and Syria has so many treasures from so many different eras and cultures. In just a few hundred miles you have the ruins of Ugarit on the Mediterranean where the alphabet developed, the ancient desert city of Palmyra where Queen Zenobia fought off the Romans (they are known for its funerary art), a fairytale-looking crusader fort where the Knights Hospitalllars where head-quarted, the masterpiece of the Great Mosque in Damascus that has the shrine containing the head of John the Baptist... it goes on and on. It's a stunning country with really warm people and amazing food.
If you had to leave Brooklyn, and live anyplace outside the U.S. where would it be and why?
I'm pretty much a city person through-and-through. If I had to choose a new home outside the US it would be Buenos Aires. I spent a month there a couple of years ago after I quit a job. The rhythm of the city is comfortable for a New Yorker. I love tango music and you can see live performances almost any night you want. I also love Argentine rock bands from the 80's and 90's so it was CD shopping heaven for me. Late in my trip I stumbled upon the "hipster" tango scene. It reminded me a lot of Williamsburg in NYC but without the irony. The band played tango loud and hard and the kids danced with intensity. It was fantastic.
I noticed you've been an etsy member for some time, but only a seller for a little while. Who were your favorite people to buy from, and what was your all time favorite purchase?
The first thing I ever bought was a crocheted teddy bear named Roscoe from Marilyn Patrizio's shop So Softies. That was in the summer of 2005. I recently convo'ed her to tell her I'd just seen the little boy (no longer a baby) who got Roscoe and that he was still loved. She remembered him because it was one of the first bears she'd sold. It was a very wistful Etsy moment.
Brooklyn is vast, what is your local?
I live in an old Irish neighborhood called Windsor Terrace. They film a lot of movies around here when they're going for a sort of 50's Brooklyn feel. I'm about a block from Brooklyn's big park, Prospect Park.
Let's talk mermaids, tell me about your favorite Mermaid story...
My favorite mermaid story is about Alexander the Great's little sister. After one of his quests he brought back a bottle of water from a sacred spring and he anointed her hair with it. When she heard he'd died she threw herself into the ocean out of grief, but because of the holy water she didn't die, she turned into a mermaid. She lived in the Aegean for hundreds of years - swimming around looking for sailors to question. She'd ask them what was the news of Alexander. If they were smart the answered "Alexander is alive and is ruler of the world" and she'd let them go. If they told her that he'd died ages ago she dash their ship into the rocks. I'm a devoted little sister of a lot of big brothers so I like and remember that story.
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Wednesday, April 1, 2009
Adventures in Film Part 1 To Steal a Purse...
Maybe I've Decided to Quite Blogging...Nope...
HAPPY APRIL FOOLS Day!
What follows is not your typical crafter interview. This month, and these coming weeks I'll be hosting a three part interview with Etsy creator Justin Gear. As an actor, I can't help but relate to actor survival stories, if you are any good at what we do, (or even if you are just lucky) you end up doing wicked strange and dangerous things all the time, and you love it, even when it get's you in bad predicaments...
HAPPY APRIL FOOLS Day!
What follows is not your typical crafter interview. This month, and these coming weeks I'll be hosting a three part interview with Etsy creator Justin Gear. As an actor, I can't help but relate to actor survival stories, if you are any good at what we do, (or even if you are just lucky) you end up doing wicked strange and dangerous things all the time, and you love it, even when it get's you in bad predicaments...
1. Tell me about one of your adventures/misadventures in film/the film industry...
Being in the film industry, you can always count on adventures and misadventures. And as an actor, you never know what scenarios you'll be asked to enact. I've experienced being the dead body at an open casket ceremony (and then having my corpse thrown in a dumpster, which was really fun and horrible at the same time), stunt driving a classic vintage RV, being dragged through the mud from an exploding truck and running around dressed as a pirate aboard The Black Pearl. It's all fun and challenging.
But I'd say the one moment that stands out as the most memorable misadventure would have to be working on ABC's Primetime, "What Would You Do" with host John Quinones. I was hired to be a part of a staged purse snatching at a restaurant in Atlanta. Luckily I knew the actress I was stealing the purse from, so we had a bit of fun with the whole thing. She was seated in the outside patio next to the sidewalk that leads to Piedmont Park. It was my time to make an entrance onto the scene and scope the area out. With about 75 people eating outside, I was definitely about to attract some attention. I was basically following the cues of the producer, who i was hearing in my ear piece. When it was time, I made my move and approached the subject. After asking her for a pen, and watching her dig through her purse a moment, I grabbed it, we struggled, I bolted, then turned to yell at her to sit down (as directed) and then made my exit. Except my exit was actually gonna wind up taking longer than the purse snatching itself.
When I turned around and ran, I slammed right into a patron walking in. He instinctively grabbed me while in my ear piece I could hear, "Oh God! Oh God! What do we do?! What do we do?!," but I was able to jerk free from him fairly easily, playing off of him being stunned. But behind him were 4 rugby players that had just walked up from the park and they instantly created a wall. The kicker was, I needed to get passed them to the cop that was standing half a block down ready to help me out of the scenario. But with them blocking my path, I decided to run the opposite way. I didn't get very far when I made the realization that I had to turn around and get to the cop. There was no way I could outrun these guys headed away from safety. So I darted back dodging 2 guys but before I could get the chance to get passed the rest, a punch was thrown at my head from behind me. It just so happened that I was raring down to jump through the other guys as the clenched fist grazed the top of my head, but immediately after wards I found myself up in the air suspended by a bear hug from behind me.
It was over. I was busted. What made it weird after that was the fact that the cop, as he came to rescue me/take me away, was acting so nonchalant about the whole incident AND didn't take the purse away from me. So as we left the scene all I could hear was how confused everybody was. They were yelling to put me in cuffs and to hold on to me, because he was letting me walk right beside him. Everybody was obviously concerned that I was gonna make a run for it again. But we ducked into an unmarked white van where nobody saw me.
My heart was racing!! It turns out, the guy who threw the punch and then bear hugged me was an off-duty undercover federal agent who had just gotten out of reconstructive knee rehabilitation. And during the scuffle he threw his knee back out and had to go to the hospital. But before they took him to the hospital, he along with other key eye witnesses were asked to the back of the restaurant where they had a line up with my picture in it. Which was the whole point of this particular show; that eye witness accounts are unreliable. And after guessing the wrong guy, I had to go out and face the crowd.
Needless to say, the federal agent looked pissed. That was definitely one of the most awkward and exhilarating experiences I've ever had as an actor.
Cheers, and we are out, drop in next week for part two, "Do you believe in Santa?", next week, Friday, April 10.
But I'd say the one moment that stands out as the most memorable misadventure would have to be working on ABC's Primetime, "What Would You Do" with host John Quinones. I was hired to be a part of a staged purse snatching at a restaurant in Atlanta. Luckily I knew the actress I was stealing the purse from, so we had a bit of fun with the whole thing. She was seated in the outside patio next to the sidewalk that leads to Piedmont Park. It was my time to make an entrance onto the scene and scope the area out. With about 75 people eating outside, I was definitely about to attract some attention. I was basically following the cues of the producer, who i was hearing in my ear piece. When it was time, I made my move and approached the subject. After asking her for a pen, and watching her dig through her purse a moment, I grabbed it, we struggled, I bolted, then turned to yell at her to sit down (as directed) and then made my exit. Except my exit was actually gonna wind up taking longer than the purse snatching itself.
"...in my ear piece I could hear,
"Oh God! Oh God! What do we do?!
"Oh God! Oh God! What do we do?!
When I turned around and ran, I slammed right into a patron walking in. He instinctively grabbed me while in my ear piece I could hear, "Oh God! Oh God! What do we do?! What do we do?!," but I was able to jerk free from him fairly easily, playing off of him being stunned. But behind him were 4 rugby players that had just walked up from the park and they instantly created a wall. The kicker was, I needed to get passed them to the cop that was standing half a block down ready to help me out of the scenario. But with them blocking my path, I decided to run the opposite way. I didn't get very far when I made the realization that I had to turn around and get to the cop. There was no way I could outrun these guys headed away from safety. So I darted back dodging 2 guys but before I could get the chance to get passed the rest, a punch was thrown at my head from behind me. It just so happened that I was raring down to jump through the other guys as the clenched fist grazed the top of my head, but immediately after wards I found myself up in the air suspended by a bear hug from behind me.
It was over. I was busted. What made it weird after that was the fact that the cop, as he came to rescue me/take me away, was acting so nonchalant about the whole incident AND didn't take the purse away from me. So as we left the scene all I could hear was how confused everybody was. They were yelling to put me in cuffs and to hold on to me, because he was letting me walk right beside him. Everybody was obviously concerned that I was gonna make a run for it again. But we ducked into an unmarked white van where nobody saw me.
My heart was racing!! It turns out, the guy who threw the punch and then bear hugged me was an off-duty undercover federal agent who had just gotten out of reconstructive knee rehabilitation. And during the scuffle he threw his knee back out and had to go to the hospital. But before they took him to the hospital, he along with other key eye witnesses were asked to the back of the restaurant where they had a line up with my picture in it. Which was the whole point of this particular show; that eye witness accounts are unreliable. And after guessing the wrong guy, I had to go out and face the crowd.
Needless to say, the federal agent looked pissed. That was definitely one of the most awkward and exhilarating experiences I've ever had as an actor.
Cheers, and we are out, drop in next week for part two, "Do you believe in Santa?", next week, Friday, April 10.
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