This is a long peak into my journey to make my way through Hollywood. You will learn way more than you ever wanted to know about me. Hopefully, it will be worth your time.
Monday, September 30, 2013
Audition: “Honda” @ HMH Casting.I’ve never been to this office before
or even heard of it, but I’m sure glad to be here now.I had fun in the room, but I don’t know
how “good” I was.I’ll let them be
the judge of that.
Audition: “Halos” @ Kathy Knowles Casting.This was great fun!I even got to take off my shirt.
Ha!My “wife” was great too.
Audition: “EA Sports” @ Gabrielle Schary Casting.I had the pleasure of reading with a
young actor, new in town, from Illinois that played my son.I felt more like his friend to be honest,
but by the numbers he could certainly be my son.He was great, WE were great!He’ll probably get a callback. Me?I’m not so sure, but it was a fun time.
Life on the Sunset Strip...
INT. DINER - 1:13am
Woman, late 20's (in Hollywood years),
shapely, dipped in pink pants, brunette hair...dipped in a blonde bottle.
High-pitched voice, reasonably nice.
Her friend...different, but exactly the
Server, cynical with an easy smile. He's
seen this all before. He picks up payment from the table.
In a world of very high debit/credit card
usage the server is presented with an unusually large stack of cash.
Server: Thank you, I'll be right back
with your change.
Her: (the pink-dipped one) No, that's
fine it's all yours.
Server: Thank you! Have a great night and
we'll see ya again soon.
The server leaves, proceeds to the server
station to count the mound of cash.
(to self) I won't judge you if you pay me with 67 one dollar bills, but my mind
will wander...then I'll wash my hands.
7,305 days ago on September 22nd, 1993 I started my first acting class with
Sylvia Harman at The Actor's Place in Virginia Beach, VA.
It was a Wednesday evening.
Class started at 7pm. I was
nervous, really nervous. During the introductory "who are you and why are
you here" the teacher called me out thinking I lied about my age…I looked
about 10 years younger than I was. That made me even more nervous.
Twenty or so
"actors" started that night with what seemed to be silly exercises of
repetition. I had no idea what I was doing. I quickly learned that this
"acting thing" was much, much harder than it looked. I was intrigued.
It's been 20 years since
that night and I have never stopped pursuing my career. Never, not even for a
day. Sometimes I think it would take more courage to stop and get off of the
ride than to continue on and forge ahead. I still don't know.
I admire those who have the
guts to quit…and also those with the resolve to stay in the game.
Over the past two decades
I've booked a few jobs, traveled a few places and met countless amazingly
talented people. I had no idea where I thought I'd be in 20 years…and honestly,
I'm not even sure where I am in the big picture of the journey.
I often wonder if I've
already booked my last gig.
I don't think so, but one
never really knows. I think it's just my deep-seeded fear of rejection rearing
One thing I know is very
clear. That is the fact that I still really want to be a professional actor.
I'm excited, I think my best days are ahead of me.
Audition: “Jennifer Falls” @ Sandi Logan
Casting.I met Sandi years ago
when she worked at UDK Casting.She has spent the last several years as an executive at ABC and is just
now getting back into actual casting instead of overseeing casting.I think things went pretty well after
getting a redirect from her in the room.
Shooting: “Verizon” Calabasas, CA.Here I am again.I say “again” meaning that I went from
working all night in the restaurant to an all-day acting job and, basically,
back to the restaurant.
I worked last night from 9pm until 4:15am this
morning.Of course I didn’t sleep
because I was afraid I wouldn’t wake up for my 6am call time – so I stayed
I’m often asked why I don’t just get someone to
cover my shift for me.Much easier
said than done.I work the
graveyard shift, trust me, no one is eager to take over my shift.I’ve never even asked anyone to help me
out, I have a huge fear of rejection.Asking someone to help me out and then no one coming through to actually
help me out is worse than not asking at all.Yeah, my fear of rejection is huge.As long as I know what my day looks
like I can usually handle what I need to do…that doesn’t make it smart though.
Anyway, the shoot was great!I was one of a group of “innovators”;
more specifically, I was the “lead innovator”.That came by surprise because I had no idea that I was what
they call the “hero guy”.
Director Lance Acord and crew were a complete pleasure to work with to say the least and I
felt great about my performance.A
great day on set!A great day for my
wallet too.I had an 8-hour day,
plus 2-hours overtime, plus 3-hours double time, plus a 3-hour wardrobe fitting
last week and a meal penalty all at SAG scale and a half.
I got home just in time to shower, cat nap, and go
to my other job…nice.
My phone is ringing @ 10:01am.It’s my commercial agency.It’s one of 4 things.
A last minute audition.
An avail release for VERIZON.
A 2nd callback for VERIZON.
Or, a VERIZON booking.
Can you guess which one I’m hoping it is?
If the voicemail notification arrives within 15
seconds I’m pretty certain it’s release from VERIZON.If it takes longer…then it’s most likely better news.
It’s take longer; around 30 seconds.
The next step is retrieving the voicemail and
listening to it.My hope is that
it’s a woman leaving the message and not a man.If it’s a woman it almost guarantees that I booked
It was a woman, and YES!I booked the VERIZON commercial!!!I’m so excited.40 minutes later wardrobe calls to see if I can be at a fitting in an
hour.Of course I can.
The fitting was interesting.Years ago I had an “incident” at a
casting director workshop where an actress “slapped the taste out of my mouth”
during a scene. I later called her
on the phone to discuss it that was also an interesting exchange.
Anyway, I saw her name on the call sheet, then 30
minutes later I saw her in the flesh!It’s on!Just kidding.I didn’t say anything to her…and she
didn’t say anything to me.I don’t
even know if she remembers that “the incident” even happened or who I am/was.Who knows.BUT, I knew I’d see or work with her again! The “Day of
Reckoning” has arrived!
Back to the fitting.
As usual, I tried on a zillion different outfits,
took a bunch of photos and, 3 hours later, I was on my way back
to…bumper-to-traffic on Interstate 10E with a happy smile on my face.