How lucky we are to live in New York City…. Or maybe live vicariously through others, whether it’s myself, Carrie, Miranda, Charlotte or Samantha. I’m back in New York again – well okay, I’ve been back now for about three months – but HEY, don’t judge my inability to update the blog. I’m back and ready for action.
Lately, the thing that has really been hitting me so hard is how much about this city, the people, the art, the architecture, the music… just truly pushes me beyond the brink of inspiration. Walking home today from an agent audition, I listened to LCD Soundsystem lament the toils of our city, felt the crisp autumn air hitting my face, watched a laughing family run across the street, and barely made the walk back to my apartment with aching feet. (Why do I wear heels?) And every single little detail, the thoughts of the day, the images of the the past few weeks, just kept budding and building, creating an empire of some epic artistic idea that was swelling inside of me. When I get home… I am going to write a novel! Compose a musical! Send letters to all my role models! Paint a portrait! Vacuum! Cook a feast! Fix my bike! Hang that chandelier! Update my website! Pet the cat! Re-pot the bamboo! Re-start The Artist’s Way! Do yoga! Fix the chandelier that I put up last month! The list is going on and on, louder and louder and louder and louder and
All I can really do, at the end of the day, is take off those fucking heels, pour myself a glass of wine, and keep listening to LCD Soundsystem.
Hey, at least I updated the site. 😉