|Living in Toronto.|
After Canterbury I went to University of Ottawa for theatre, but had a very difficult time there. The classes were not of interest to me, very large and impersonal at a time when I needed focus and special attention. As a result my marks suffered to the point where I was failing for the first time in my life. It was time to drop out and re-access my life. My father came in like a St Bernard in the remote Alps, bearing a drink of absolute resolve and taking me on to recovery. He immediately hired me as his apprentice, and so began my life as a carpenter, as the son of Joseph.
To receive a licence in carpentry one must log hours of work placement
as well as take classes at the local college. In my case it was off to
Algonquin. My woodworking craftsmanship far exceeded my adeptness at institutionalized
discipline in those days, and so it went. I was a carpenter for two years
until the insulation rashes, drywall dust and bad back pains made me dream
of standing on stage, holding nothing but people’s attention.
Completely removed from the theatre community I followed the only lead that would suit my needs for further education, Ryerson Theatre School, a.k.a. The Polytechnic University. It was there that I re-immersed myself in the craft of performance and took a new approach to the process.
The programme was three years long , and much appreciated. I learned
so much and had a wide range of practical application in song, dance,
stage, film, etc.
|I don't really have that much more to say other than the fact that my play Crux is in the Toronto Fringe Festival and I'm still playing guitar and singing with my friends the Cross Eyed Kids.|
|Since leaving Ryerson I think I've been blessed with fewer
yet more meaningful acting experiences then I had expected. Of note include
the production of Phalanx, as apprentice
under the unabashed poignancy of the revolutionary, sometimes effeminate
Hillar Liitja. Playing Tommy Skeds in the Rhubarb! Festival,
a maniacal Nazi suffering psychosis at the end of his wits. Or wowing a
small group in the Catskills NY at North America’s First Ever
Experimental Theatre Festival as the Duke of Vienna in Me@sure
3.1. From film my favorite was Letters
to a Street Child by Andrée Cazabon, I played
the best friend.
I love to play.
|I've recently discovered my ability to snowboard and plan
on listening to an affordable offer for a well- kempt board. No doubt about
it. I'm also playing a lot of road hockey these days but this week I can't
because I have to go see a show a friend is in. She's really cute.
If you’re ever in Toronto on Sunday you should come on down to Shaw St., north of College. We have extras sticks. We also might be switching locations to this school yard south of Dundas East of Ossington, but that's not for sure. I'll be sure to keep this web site posted for any ball hockey updates, statistics, and standings.
|That I may perchance
shroud the girl with
ever amorous glances
Forever at equal stances.
A star lit balcony dance.