I can be a bit dramatic sometimes. When I pause
over this (sure, it’s a dramatic pause), I begin to
know that it isn’t just an art that came from discipline
and apprenticeship, but it also comes quite naturally
(both of my parents were pretty seductive—if not
subtle—spotlight magnets). However, if you were
acquainted with my folks, you’d likely feel that I was
putting you on. This isn’t a ruse, though. It is not
hyperbolic. And, sure, I’d have been surprised not
even so long ago at my telling you this in earnest
today. Acting is an art, as they say; it’s the art of
putting on a face. Of lying. The art of being not
who you, from the most reliable perspectives, really
are. Utilizing deceit to reveal myself is truly what I do.
