Heya.   I’m glad you’re here.
Stories are meant to be shared.
Sharing creates connection.    

Let’s keep connected.

Everything is story.

Here is a short one about me:
I celebrate Chinese New Years in tribute to one quarter of my bloodline… the rest is varying percentages of Yoruba, Scottish, English, and Jewish.  I am 100% Jamaican.

I was literally a Benetton model.

United Colors of Benetton

I love telling stories, whether it’s the stage, page or screen ( click for credits ) Sometimes I share in 8 minute bites but some ideas are more of a meal.  Life is an infinite feast; a story flipped on it’s side … ∞  

Here’s another short (story). Share your thoughts.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ptR020A3HbA&t=11s

Infinite 8s

musings from my mind and some wisdom of the ancients

They hate me.

That’s the caption of a New Yorker cartoon. The image is of an actor on a stage looking out past the footlights at rows of folks standing and applauding but there’s a spotlight on ONE Read more

It’s all a big experiment…

There’s lots of scratching out and “try that again”. Good it’s not an actual race because I’d have been eliminated due to all the false starts. But, it’s not all for naught. And honestly that’s Read more

Resurrecting Time

Hello cursor. Hello screen. Hello random reader. Hello subscriber whose spring purge I managed to evade. I’ve debated the wisdom of resurrecting my musings after these many months of dormancy. Perhaps I have unwittingly arrived Read more

in just 101 minutes*

How long does it take to fall in love… with yourself? Do you love yourself? When did you know you loved yourself? In the movies love happens in a tight hour forty five. Day and Read more

Fill in the Gaps

This is my first post on the craft of acting, which is wild considering it’s this thing I love and have spent well over 10,000 hours doing, so I’m pretty good at it per Malcolm Read more

Tabula Rasa Pt 57?

Tabula rasa has been a favorite word since high school. I love a fresh start; the promise of fresh and new. I’m also a creature of habit. My morning routine is my favorite part of Read more

This Moment

Sitting on the A train, heading downtown from Harlem. Living my dream. Heading to a niche New York eatery and an evening of art. From this dream I would edit the 12 hours spent in Read more

Hugging Clouds

My intention was to post a Mother’s Day tribute this morning and then have a day of self care. This is the 18th Mother’s Day without her. My grief is now adult sized. It’s matriculated Read more