Friday, April 20, 2007

TIME TO GET REAL


I'm starting to think this movie star thing might not work out as fast as I'd hoped. There. I've admitted it. Now can we all just move on? I know I have.

For instance, I've recently decided that perhaps I need to consider the fact that I may no longer want the glamorous highly sought after job of Los Angeles Restaurant Server. Oh sure, to a few of you that sentence sounds downright blasphemous, but hear me out. I don't want to wait tables for the rest of my life. Happy now?

And since we've already established that I'm not going to be in Spiderman 5 or Ocean's Seventeen any time soon, I needed to find a different career path where I could still be somewhat creative and also financially prosperous at the same time. So I harkened back to the dreams of my youth and carefully reevaluated all of the things that I was interested in being before I caught the acting bug.

Cowboy? Nope. Too hard. Plus, not gay.

Astronaut? See above.

Teacher? Yeah right. Have you seen my grammar lately?

Dolphin Trainer? Wait. That was my Mom's dream job! How dare she try to live an amazing life through me.

And then I remembered my second favorite class in school after Drama. No it wasn't journalism (sorry Miss Simeone), it was (drum roll please)

Photography.

I used to spend hours and hours in the dark room, sometimes even developing pictures that other people had taken, often times without their knowledge or permission. I loved taking real photographs, not just snapshots that you took to those photo developing booths in parking lots (remember those?), but the kind where you had a say in how the image actually turned out, for better or worse.
OK, I hear what you're saying. Enough with the boring details, we get it, you're going to be photographer. Fine, go do it.

OK, I will. I'll show you. I'll show everybody. In fact, I've already purchased a fantastically expensive camera and have been hard at work shooting people. Wait. That sounded weird. I shoot animals too. And things! I shoot everything! Oh well, moving on. I've just submitted some work to a little publication I like to call Cat Fancy Magazine and while you may scoff and snicker at the subject matter, consider the fact that each picture brings in $500.

I'm sorry, it's too late, I already called dibs on being a photographer, you have to stick to your own crummy job. But if you ever decide to quit it and move to LA to be a movie star, I'll wish you the best of luck, and only charge you half price for your headshots. No refunds.

The previous post contains some of my early work. Crude yes, but I'm only getting started. I'll be posting pictures more soon and regularly from now on, so feel free to comment on the ones you like or hate. And if you're interested in prints, just call me at home, Mom.

2 comments:

erika said...

I am pleased to see these pictures again. Aren't you going to have your own photo website too?

Sim said...

Hi Ryan,
I was thinking about you the other day and googled your name...low and behold I found lots of performance stuff and your blog page! I appreciate you referencing me in your blog.....you'll be happy to know that i don't teach journalism anymore, but I'm the full time drama teacher at MHS and loving it! I'm into my 3rd year with drama (17th year at Mariner)! We're getting old.....I just wanted to get in touch and congratulate you on your successes. Take care!
Sim