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Friday, May 18, 2007
I really r e a l l y really want a 2005 Maserati Gransport.Do I want the respect of my industrial peers more, or a Maserati?I dunno. Possibly Maserati 55%; Respect 45%And that scares me. It scares me that I'm so potentially close to selling out.I don't want to be famous. But I do want the respect and critical acclaim from my critics and the general public. And that entails being famous. I want to be rich and respected for my craft. Well. Not very feasible. Unless I sell out. If I get the chance to, anyway.Fuck, it's all messed up.
Wednesday, May 16, 2007
"Don't make it a 20 year plan. Make it 5. If you want to start a theatre company I will show you how to go about getting the money and support. You can do a bilingual one-woman show. I want to see your name up in lights before you're 30."
Can I do that? Frankly, it all sounds a bit ambitious. Not that I'm not ambitious, but... Can I do all that? But the Singapore scene is so contrived, and Melbourne so... Aussie... I should be thinking global. If I want to really make something of myself, I should get out of Singapore; get out of Melbourne. Try it in the big ocean. Shite. That's a huge thought. I don't think I'm ready for it. Shit I'm a coward.
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