Seasons' Change

I'm in an interesting space as the seasons begin to shift. Others like to blame their tiredness and irritability on the weather. But I think that mine is due to feeling...stagnant. I want to act. A play doesn't feel like the right thing, though. Not now. Plays are very tiring for me with working in real estate full time. And yet, they're also so amazingly energizing and fulfilling.

I saw a woman today at the local coffee shop who is friends with a filmmaker...who is a good friend of mine. He's the director/writer/producer of the first movie I was in. Which, by the way, is finally finished and he has now begun to enter it into some film festivals. I was looking forward to a Portland premiere...now I'm nervous about it. Lets just say that there's a lot of me in this film...

Anyways, this woman mentioned that she knew that I had just been in a production and wondered if I had anything else on the horizon. The closest thing I have to working on any production is helping to cast and possibly shoot a lesbian sex scene for the afore mentioned friend/director who is creating a piece for next year's Fringe Festival. And I chuckle. It's not exactly what I'd like to be doing, but my friend has asked for help.

I dreamt about sex with another woman last night (to expose myself to you a bit). Even just a few emails about the subject has got me dreaming about it!

To be honest, my friend's fascination with sex...nakedness (and not just physically)...vulnerablility...has gotten a bit tired for me. But that's him. That's just the way he is. I don't know if I'll actually get too involved with the project. He lives in California now. But...I appreciate his work because he truly forces people beyond their comfort zones with his work...and that's what art, in large part, is about for me. It's one of the main aspects for me, anyway.

Well, cheers to the seasons changing.

Love,
Aislinn