Avoid obvious penis joke inherent in title...avoid obvious penis joke inherent in title--No no, this is simply about art and life.
Firstly, I have an odd reaction to people pointing out that I'm not easily bothered because I'm just not the type to get affronted/insulted. Half of it feels complimentary, sure. It's nice to be seen as 'that person'. At the same time it's somewhat deflating. Part of me, ironically, is insulted by the notion that it's just my nature to let stuff slide. As a matter of fact, it took an immense amount of work for me to get to this place. What appears as pure naivete is the side-effect of years of plugging away at my own massive anxiety/extreme self-doubt. It's not that I don't care what people think or say about me, it's that it's no longer become a priority of mine.
Life is a lot larger than the notions of strangers. Life is a massive, mysterious joyride that you steer with the rudders of commitment and intuition. Life is bigger than my stubbed toe or a spiffy coat. It's larger than my lack of sleep or my hunger pangs. It doesn't care about heartsickness or busy days. "That thing that one jerk said to me" doesn't even register as a blip on its radar...so why would I let it? Why would I give over my power to minutiae when I have the option not to?
In a way, this thought process has affected my career path as well. In college it was easy to become extremely self-centered, especially due to the nature of my acting program. You didn't sack up, you got cut from the major. One was all but forced to focus entirely on themselves. As I've grown and gotten involved in more productions outside of that arena, however, I've had to dispense with that self-consciousness and commit to a production rather than my own performance. It's not about me, it's about the story being told. Working on something larger than myself allows me to ignore the personal B.S. and focus on the performance as a whole. It's not about an audience thinking I'm good at what I do, it's about the experience....and it's my job to serve the whole.Heh...serve the whole..
And now...everyone's favorite...Bullet Points!
- If you haven't checked out this blog yet, do it. You will be floored by a storm of clever writing.
- Oh, and while I'm plugging...you ought to add this to your reading list.
- I thought I was going to be a super awesome 300-Style Spartan and leap back into my workout regimen. A day later I feel like one of those marginally less badass bubble-bath craving Spartans.
- Still working on those posts I owe you, be tee dubs. Earthbound eventually, I swear.
Love,
Dak
