There’s a tiresome list of things people tell you when you decide to work in the freelance or artistic world. The top three generally are:
‘The pay is shit’- Your parents.
‘How do expect to get on the housing ladder?’- Your grandparents.
‘It’s not a real job’- your racist Uncle Terry.*
And I usually answer thusly:
Actor, Playwright, Poet, Clown in training, Musician, Ex-Journalist (can’t you tell?), Bartender (of course). Using his bio as free advertising. Once did an orgy scene whilst in disguise.
To Holiday or Not To Holiday? The Actor’s Dilemma
There’s a tiresome list of things people tell you when you decide to work in the freelance or artistic world. The top three generally are:
‘The pay is shit’- Your parents.
‘How do expect to get on the housing ladder?’- Your grandparents.
‘It’s not a real job’- your racist Uncle Terry.*
And I usually answer thusly:
Actor, Playwright, Poet, Clown in training, Musician, Ex-Journalist (can’t you tell?), Bartender (of course). Using his bio as free advertising. Once did an orgy scene whilst in disguise.