Internet, I totally need your help over something kind of ridiculous

[rm]

This morning humascot97 alerted me to this: http://www.paleycenter.org/2010-fall-a-master-class-with-baz-luhrmann

OHMYGODOHMYGODOHMYGOD.

So I finally got off my ass and joined the Paley Center. Tickets are, of course, already gone (I did snag one for the closed-circuit viewing room, but bleh).

If you know someone who has one and suddenly can't go, or would be willing to sell theirs for a premium, for the love of god, put us in touch.

You don't understand. No matter how much I talk about the completely wacky misadventures I've had with everything from Romeo and Juliet to Sydney to matters of commerce generally considered inappropriate, you do not understand, and I would really, really like to be at this thing in the proper room and all.

I don't know that there's another artist who has had as significant an impact on my life (says the person who is wearing her NIDA t-shirt for the first time in years because she's behind on the laundry).

Seriously, going to Sydney to study at NIDA was the most ridiculous, and possibly stupidest, thing I've ever done. But it changed my life, although I don't always know how to tell you in what manner. But someone from LJ said to me, in the first few days I was there and writing about it here, that I truly was a magician, for choosing to go and making it happen. It's still one of the things I think of when I don't believe in me. And when I get bogged down in other shit and am angry at myself for not making or doing enough or sleeping too much or worrying about ego over art or my miserable ambitions and seemingly eternal sense of pothos, I ask myself over and over again, if I'm living up to the work I did in Sydney. I don't know the answer a lot of the time; I always worry that I'm failing. That trip helped me set the bar really fucking high, and sometimes that's poisonous, but, well, it's also worked for me and ultimately, I hope, for the stuff I make.

Comments

[humascot97.livejournal.com]

I'm really sorry for not getting it to you sooner! I can't hop on the computer unless it's very very early and hubby's not up to yell at me about it 'cause it's the holiday.

[rm.livejournal.com]

No worries! I would have never known at all, and at least I'm in the overflow room.

And seriously, I went to fucking Sydney on a whim. I'm sure I can find someone to scam a ticket off of.