I’ve been performing (in some form or other) since I was 12 years old. For nearly the past 2 decades, it’s all I’d ever imagined myself doing.
I moved to NYC in 2006 with a suitcase, a dream and 2000 bucks (which seemed like a lot of money at the time…it wasn’t). In my pursuit to make a living as a performer, I’ve had amazing and rewarding experiences as well as some heartbreaking disappointments. I’m not exaggerating when I say that I’ve had over a hundred random jobs, including a blow up dot (see photo below) and post-NYC parade trash collection. Glamourous stuff, I tell ya. I viewed it all as a means to a gloriously imagined end.
Fast forward 6 years and I’m still in New York City and I’m still an actor. There are times when I have not left this industry on principle; I am not a quitter. Never give up, etc. etc. I will not walk away from my dream.
This was before I realized that it is possible for a dream morph into something else entirely.
This past Spring, I was rifling through a newspaper in search of a Loemann’s coupon with which I would purchase these heavily discounted Ray-Bans (happy birthday to me):
I did not find the coupon but I did find this:
I experienced one of those lightbulb moments that had seemed like the stuff of cartoons until now. How did this idea not occur to me sooner?
I never thought there’d come a day where being in the kitchen would be more fulfilling than being on stage or in front of a camera, but alas, that day has come.
I believe that you should do in this life what you love. It’s why I wanted to be an actor and it’s why I have now decided to embark on a new career.
After some intense research, contemplation and lots of discussion with D, I decided to enroll in The International Culinary Center (founded as the French Culinary Institute) to study pastry through their 9 month Classic Pastry Arts Program. I begin classes next week and I couldn’t be more excited. This will mark the beginning of a new journey and I can’t wait!
Stay tuned…I must give a shout out to the most amazing husband I can fathom. D is an artist himself and wears many, many hats to make a living and yet he’s ridiculously crazy-supportive. I can’t thank you enough, D (but here’s another one…in public).