The back end of this year has been pretty good to me.
For the first time, I earned a living wage while performing
on stage. The opera (at least, Chicago’s
Lyric Opera Company) pays on multiple scales, and I was in the category that compensates
for having skills above and beyond “wear this” and “stand there”.
Because I performed with the Lyric, I joined a union. I am now a member of the American Guild of
Musical Artists, which means I have health insurance through my job just like a
real-life adult.
I got married. A
small ceremony in our living room was wonderful – there were only eight people
in the room, including my Lady Love and I.
Because we handled it so small, we got to have it faster than if we’d
planned a big production, and we got to do the whole thing cheaper than most
people spend on invitations alone.
I got cast in a film.
It’s called Thrill Ride, and
hopefully it’ll be released in a reasonable amount of time. The story was written by the son of the director,
who died from a brain tumor at the age of ten.
This film is not only a father’s way to remember his lost son, but funds
from the movie are going to research the rare disease the boy had. To be asked to help tell his final story is an
unique kind of honor.
Because I’ve had enough on-camera success lately, I joined
another union. I’m now a member of the Screen
Actor’s Guild / American Federation of Television and Radio Artists, which
means I’m now permitted to swim in a larger pool. I’ve succeeded in this industry to the point
I now have people looking out to ensure a minimum standard for my work and
compensation. This is finally starting
to look more like a career than a hobby.
I got an extremely part-time
job as a standardized patient with Rosalind Franklin University of Medicine and
Science. It pays well and it’s honorable. I’m not a healer, but this work helps me to
train future medical professionals to practice empathy and professionalism. Hopefully I’m helping doctors to not just
heal their patients, but allow them to feel respected and cared for.
I got cast in a role that has nothing to do with my
physicality, but rather because of my talent – Akvavit Theatre’s Blue Planet. The majority of roles I’m asked to audition
for are named things like Tall Man or Burly Guy. There’s usually a height requirement. Of
course I should audition for those things, but I rarely get opportunities
like this one where people ask me to analyze text or access vulnerable emotions
like I practiced doing for three years in graduate school.
Most recently, I finally got to actually sit down and watch
a production of A Klingon Christmas Carol
instead of immersing myself in performing it.
It was pretty neat to know the show so well I didn’t have to read the
translated supertitles.
These things have come together to remind me of a few
important lessons. Whether for love or
for money, the things that come into my life won’t stay, but neither will they
stay gone. Success is not linear, and
failure is not permanent.
Now I bet if I can lose five pounds before the year is out,
I can lose the next fifty, too.
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