What's up

What's Up - Downtime

The WGA is on strike, which means the auditions for film and television have dried up.

So, I pivot to another arena of my life. Family, friends, housework, writing my own projects, etc. Our 4 month old baby takes up quite a wonderful part of my day.

Got a moment to catch up with my Texan friend Blake Boyd, a talented, humble, and very productive fellow actor. He gave me some pointers on riding, we talked about scenes we were gonna film, we had lunch, and were serenaded in Spanish by fellow diners.

My horse for the day, Blue, was a big dude like myself, so I was grateful that he could bear my weight. Some places don’t accommodate for big ol butts.

Here’s some shots of us riding around.

What's Up - My Type

Actors are constantly coming to terms with what type of person they can portray.

When your full self is the product, a little thought about this might be a good idea.

There is an exercise you can do to help understand how others perceive you - ask them! I’m prepping for an updated shoot, and stumbled across an old version of this. I’m struck by how accurate these still are.

Person 1 : Masculine, motivated, approachable, rugged, witty

Person 2: Powerful, inviting, strong, family-oriented, fun, blue-collar, rough, caring, warrior, team-player

Person 3: Imposing, educated, rugged, kind, official, geeky, gentle

Person 4: Intense, intellectual, upper crust, brooding, weird

Person 5: Big, smart, creative, nice, intense, productive

Person 6: Intense, serious, unpredictable, pensive, productive

Person 7: Calm, ambitious, direct, competent, gentle, smart, introverted, polite

Person 8: Fluid, direct, undercover, hidden, strong, instructor, adaptable

These people were all being very kind and using mostly positive adjectives. For that I’m appreciative, so maybe next time I’ll ask people that I know don’t like me. Would be equally as useful. Feel free to send me a message if you don’t like me telling me some adjectives that fuel your disdain. Might be cathartic for you.


Also, I recently came across some old notes I’d written as a kid.

Behold, proof of my brooding/pensive/weird self: