And so it begins…. Winter is here.
Why is this considered so normal in large urban cities. Maybe it’s some small town mentality I’m stuck in but I really don’t feel this should be an every day occurrence. That being said for something that is normal people have to calm down. It’s not the end of your life because the train is delayed. Seriously get over it, your life will go on today.
All aboard! This is my first train ride ever! Heading from downtown Toronto at union station to whitby to visit my aunt. Im a little shocked the platform is empty. It’s approaching on rush hour from my understanding.
Day three in Toronto Ontario. Ive been busy socializing and getting some drinking out of the way before work starts. Sounds awful I’m sure but the way I see it is when I start working all fun and games cease.
The last couple days have been intense and the following week will be no different. Found a pub with good food and a bartender from home. Found a place to live (don’t like where it is but it’s a place to rest my head for the next year). Made new friends and saw old friends. Caught the flu apparently at some point trying to cure it with Jamesons.
I’ve gone to an art showing walked hours of Toronto streets gone to 5 bars in 36 hours (including a dance bar with strangers) I attended the 2011 Zombie walk, tonight I get to see one of my fav bands for their farewell show. I’ve met so many cool people.
Even with all of this it hasn’t sunk in really, I just feel like I’m somewhere else in Newfoundland. I’ve been having a positive experience. People are the same here as anywhere for the most part. Honestly I love it here its so stimulating. I see people jaded about their surroundings here and I’m so amazed. When I become that jaded I’ll know it’s time to get the frack out. For now every bit of graffiti grabs my attention, I stare at l the shops when I walk down streets like dundas, I appreciate the old men outside coffee houses in little Italy, I get a tingle when I see a film crew and I get excited to be working next month. This place is beautiful in it’s paved jungle way. I hope when it officially sinks in to me that I’m here I still feel this way and I dont succumb to home sickness.
I think on Halloween when I get “home” from work to my first night in the apartment it will hit me….. We’ll see then I suppose.
Over and out from the cadillac lounge.
So it’s 934 Halifax time on Thursday the 20th of October.
A year ago today I flew home for a funeral and never expected the events in my life to unfold in such a magnificent way.
I went to Toronto last year eagerly wanting to work in the film industry with little experience. I worked a couple independent short films while in Toronto and was eagerly awaiting an opportunity with one of the film unions to be a trainee.
Back home in Newfoundland they were currently filming a television show but it seemed bleak that I would get an opportunity to train on that show for that season.
Then the bad news, a friend passed away and another friend needed me. I came home in a hurry. Some friends in life are dear enough to hold out for.
While home I struggled with the decision to return to Toronto. I was worried because there were so many other people ahead of me in the trainee line. I wanted to stick out in my hometown and work with people I knew.
I lucked out!
The day I made the decision to stay I got a phone call. Really I got the phone call. I spent the next 3 weeks working on a larger scale film set. 3 weeks getting my ass gently kicked (but still kicked). Learning everything I thought I knew all over again and not just about the work.
After the show wrapped I had a real life look at the career I had chosen to pursue.
Was I gonna keep it up? Of course!
I spent the rest of the year working short films and enjoying some free time.
I returned to work on the same television series for another bout of training (this time 6 weeks). This time getting schooled in other ways but getting school none the less.
At the end of it all I was right back to that same question. Do I keep going? And the answer always yes.
Accepting the answer was the hardest part. But here I am 23000 ft in the air writing a blog about where I’m going and why.
I left my home, heart and soul back in Newfoundland but I take with me my knowledge, willingness and patience.
When I land in Toronto I will be heading to work on my second television series (my 3rd training segment). Now in the union system as a trainee I’m part of a bigger thing in a bigger city. Only 1 year ago today I question is this all worth it, life is so short, but it is worth it! Everything and anything you want out of life is worth it you just have to go and get it and I am and I will.