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Working it Out

This blog thing has become a yearly thing. I am coming to terms with this and not gonna force myself to write. I may or may not write more in the coming year... who knows? I wanted to write earlier this year, but I held back because I never wanna write when I am not completely done reflecting on what happened. I find myself taking a much longer time processing things these days—especially my emotions. So here goes.

Over the past year, a lot has changed. One thing that changed the most was my age. I turned 30. Am I still fucked up? Maybe. Am I working through it? Hell to the fuckin yeah.

They say 30 is the best decade of your life. For me, it started out as the rockiest and hardest time I’ve ever had because this year was the year I decided to take my dreams a giant leap forward—I decided to finally get up on my ass and make that feature film I dreamed of making since I started this journey in 2012.

I got a major kick in the ass when I attended the Los Angeles Asian Pacific Film Festival this year—a festival I’ve gone to every year since 2013 (except 2015). I saw three female filmmakers front-and-center in the Opening, Centerpiece, and Closing Night film slots. Can we take and sit with this moment for a little bit? Holy fuck. One filmmaker said it took 15 years (!!!) for her to make the film. Another filmmaker took a script and made it over the summer and her whole village of friends joined her in the Philippines to make it. Damn—that’s the real friendship test. That said filmmaker also said she and her lead actor spent the last LAAPFF telling everyone they saw at the festival that they’re making a film. She said that it forced them to make it.

I sat in the audience in awe and was inspired as fuck. I kept imagining myself making the solo show into a feature film with a team of friends (just like them) and then a year-ish later showing it in front of an audience—I imagined myself as these filmmakers and I thought over and over again: there’s nothing to lose in telling a story you want to tell. It was the last day of the festival and I started telling people that I’m in the process of making a feature film. Last few hours...  on the dance floor, I was telling people this. LOL!  Maybe it was pure excitement, but mostly it was because of some good old gin and tonic. 

I flew back to NYC right after the festival in mid-May and started looking up crowdfunding  options. This shit is feeling real. Then I looked up Kickstarter and the amount of information you need to even launch the campaign. It gave me a headache, so I let it rest for two days. Then I clicked into it again to see what’s up/what I had to do. Then I got to work. I assembled a team: a Director who have seen the show in nyc in 2015 and really wanted to work together, a DP I’ve worked with before, and a few of my close friends as Producers. Boom, easy... so I thought.

If anybody out there reading have done a Kickstarter before, you know how difficult that shit is. It’s not the work that’s daunting, it’s asking everyone you know to support you (especially when you have to hit a certain goal in a short amount of time). I was mind-fucked every single day, and out of 30 days, maybe there was two days I didn’t cry lol... but seriously, I didn’t know how to feel anymore after people I thought would support me, didn’t. My team was like fuck Kickstarter and give up now—this was one week after the Kickstarter launched. Oh yeah I cried during that Skype call. I felt like there were rocks on my shoulders and there were more rocks being thrown my way. I cried and caved during the phone meeting and said maybe we can figure out some other way. Then I spent the rest of the afternoon/evening/night thinking about what Kickstarter symbolized (resilience/persistence) and I was like fuck this shit, we ain’t givin up!!!!!! And then wrote a long ass email letting the team know that we can’t give up! And after a lot of tears, the last day was really scary and a lot of joy because we made it!!!!! A lot of my friends up’d their pledge and we were able to cross the finish line, with a few hours to spare (to those who did, thank you 🙏🏼). It was a crazy, surreal moment. Shirley and Jo was there with me during the countdown, I’ll never forget that (thank you).

Finishing Kickstarter was just the beginning. Setting up the NY State LLC, forming an Operating Agreement, and publishing was the light work (and fuckin expensive). The hardest part was writing. I started re-writing the script based off of the money we raised (no more 15 locations and a gazillion actors). I went through many, many drafts (13 or so). I probably didn’t land a good one until my director left the project in mid-August. Then about a month later, after I decided to direct, the DP left the project. I was left in a bind. But I didn’t cry this time. I cried enough and my whole perspective in life changed. What I learned the most through this whole process is: people will not support you, not believe in you, and leave you, but the only thing you can control is how you react. I was definitely not prepared in the beginning, so I cried a lot, but after so much of it, I told myself that you can only look/move forward. Yes you can, and yes you will. (Ok, why am I crying now on the train... again!) I aged emotionally at least 10 years + my age, will tell you that much.

I am currently in Pre-Production now. It’s been another long process. I cried again during this process— out of sadness, frustration, and now, finally, happiness. Thrilled to announce that Leonard Wu, Curtis Lum, Cindy Wu, Wai Ching Ho, and Joe Auyeung (voice) will be joining the cast. I’m still searching for my mother. The rest of the cast will be announced via our Kickstarter in a week or so. I feel so thankful for all of them for coming on board and I cannot wait to play with them (if you guys are reading this, I love you like a fat kid love cake).

Doing all this work, seeing friends, watching films, and working out has been my way of de-stressing. Amongst those three things, I spend the most time at the gym. I started going to the gym 3x a week regularly since August 19, 2018. Let’s say I didn’t start reeeeeally working out until Thanksgiving of 2018. Since then, I have never felt more in tune with my body. I love HIIT, Yoga, Pilates, and (sometimes) Barre (this shit is painful!!!!!). I also fell in love with lifting weights about four months ago. I don’t even care if I have a six pack, as long as I feel like my life isn’t falling apart, it’s all good.

I’d say one year ago around this time, I had major anxiety issues/depression because of something that happened in 2016. I talked about it during my second solo show 28: Still Fucked Up, and it was a lot emotionally revisiting the events I eventually tell in the show. I think sharing that story definitely helped me cope with it, but what really helped was working out, getting stronger physically and emotionally.

It hasn’t always been easy, and it takes a lot of work to get out of my head. But for now, I’m learning how to look at things differently—in a more positive way. I always give off positive energy to hide from what I’m really going through. I’m slowly learning to work through it so that the emotions of happiness I’m putting out into the world is actually how I’m really feeling inside.

All this is to say, I’m working on it. I’m just getting started and I’m really excited to share what’s to come. <3

tags: film, reflection, acting, solo show
categories: Health, Journey, Acting, Blog
Friday 10.25.19
Posted by Judy Lei
 

The Bounce Back

Just a quick warning: long post ahead.

I realized it's been three months since I've updated this blog. shit. I'm sorry. not sorry.

I feel like life's been a whirlwind .. or tornado.. since the last post. Where did we leave off? Oh, right, moving to LA. From what it looks like now (financially), either I'll make it out there within the next 10 years, or never. Maybe deep down, I don't wanna move out of NYC, and by telling myself I wanna move out there to pursue film/television is just comforting + something I can reach for. I know I want to move out there, I just need a reason why. I need a kick in my ass. Who wants to kick my ass so I can fly out there? Well, I think I need to kick my own ass before I can get out there. I need to be HUNGRY to get out there. Right now, I'm not too hungry. Just give me some time and space to get hungry again. Or goddamn, I'm already so hungry in NYC, I can't be hungry for LA. Maybe there's room for both????

Hmm. So what the hell happened in the past three months? First things first, I got a job with the Board of Elections as a Chinese Translator. How I got the job: I was catching up with a friend at Mother's Ruin and was telling her my work at Nom Wah Tea Parlor, which I really much enjoy -- just very, very tiring physically. She said she'll keep an eye out if anything comes up, and she forwarded me this job posting that AABANY was circulating and thought I was the perfect fit. I saw the posting too: part translating legal documents, part community outreach--that sounds like a great fit. I applied. The next thing you know, I got a call from a judge, hopped on the train to a meeting with her; she told me to meet with the Brooklyn Democratic Party Leader in Canarsie, then I called the Brooklyn BOE, then I took the language assessment, I had the interview, and the next thing you know, I got the job!!! I was like, "shit I got the job." This is my first 9-to-5 job ever since AALDEF's Voting Rights contract came to an end in May 2015. I felt scared. I felt excited. I felt like life is finally coming together: I can have an easy 9-to-5 job, then focus on acting. Gotta save up some money to move out to LA; gotta save up enough money to move out to LA. I kept telling myself that.

I started the last Thursday in June, and left the second to last Friday of August. That was the quickest turnaround I've ever had in any job. Ok, I lied--I left Forever 21 five days into the job during the winter break of my freshmen year of college because of a knee injury. I've since had some time to reflect upon why I left the job without feeling angry, anxious, and depressed. Those were all the feelings I've held onto while on the job. I worked with a borderline abusive co-worker who constantly spoke with a condescending tone. I had a nervous breakdown the second time I met her. My stomach turned every time I walked near her. I wanted to leave, but I repeatedly told myself to keep my mouth shut; there will be another day where you can take whatever this is in and you can save up enough money to get out of NYC. just shut up.

This eventually got to me. The only way to zone out at work was for me to listen to UCB and comedy podcasts, and then go to comedy shows after work, drinking almost every night--one drink turned into two, two drinks turned into three-- I was hoping that by watching these shows and listening to these comedians/entrepreneurs' conversations (shoutout to Jeff Staple's conversation) can keep me away from all this negativity. It didn't. I felt so stressed out. I let the negativity consume me, and I only got more angry and more frustrated at work and at home. I even lashed out on my mom on several occasions, even though she was being understanding. I felt like my world was turning upside down. I was turning into a monster I no longer recognize. I felt trapped. I really wanted to get out; I did. I would cry my way into work. Or when I'm crossing the street, I would imagine being hit by a car and feeling nothing. I felt like I was spinning into a downward spiral that I don't know how to get out of--it's like falling into a deep well and you're screaming loudly, yet silently, with no one there to catch you.

I had to look deep into myself. My co-worker at Nom Wah once told me, the only person who can change you is you -- you get to decide what you want to do with your life. I was at the finishing point in my Improv 301 class and had enough money to sign up for another two classes. So I did. I signed up for Improv 401 right after I got the teacher's evaluation and feedback + when my wish-list teacher's 401 course became available (started this past Monday on 9/11/2017). I also signed up for Sketch 101 that's starting in October. Oh, and I also am putting up my solo show again (happening this Saturday/Sunday at 7PM at the TBG Studio Theatre). My bank account is pretty much back to none, but I feel so happy being able to keep doing what I love, which is performing.

I've also gotten into fitness for the past 1.25 months. Exercising was a way for me to let off some steam, and it worked so well. I've been focusing more and more on weights now -- dumbbells and full body squats with a weighted ball. I've also been doing yoga to stretch things out -- I really want to do more Pilates. I feel myself getting stronger and stronger every week I get in, so I'm happy.

After I left the BOE, I focused on trying new things. I tried standup for the very first time two weeks ago at UCB East's Open Michelle (all women's), and REALLY enjoyed it. I'm most likely gonna be back tomorrow to the co-ed open mic and try out some new and old stuff that's refined .. on MEN and WOMEN and see what the reaction is. 

As for future plans: I got my old gig back at Nom Wah on the weekends. I was back over Labor Day Weekend, had food poisoning this past weekend, and am taking this week off to focus on the solo show. I'll continue to be there on weekends, so long as training for my new gig doesn't start yet--which is starting in a week or two (they wanna start me off training in their other restaurants to gear up for the launch of the new place). I've got a new gig lined up starting in December/January. It's being a hostess at a newly built site, and I can't wait to share this part of the journey with y'all. This is gonna be another full-time gig, but at least it's hospitality/something that brings me so much joy. It will also give me an income that helps me continue to pursue the arts without being broke.

I guess for those young people reading this + pursuing the arts (I consider myself old, so anyone younger than me, is young): you have to give your acting journey your all. You cannot give up when you're broke / broken on the inside. So as long as you still have $50 in your bank account and that desire in your heart, you should keep going. It ain't easy going on this journey. Just let this experience, whatever it is (pain/joy) carry you through.

I got a tattoo during one of my most painful weeks at the BOE, and it says "Si haec insolita vera est, Quid exinde verum est?" It translates to: "if this unusual thing is true, then what else is true?" It's UCB's school's philosophy, and the way I interpreted it is: if this unusual shitty/painful situation is happening and present, then what else can happen? I lived through this and survived, so now I'm asking the world, what's next?

Bring it on!!!

PLEASE COME TO MY SOLO SHOW THIS SATURDAY/SUNDAY - 7PM - TBG STUDIO THEATRE. More info here.

 

tags: dreams, acting, never give up
categories: Acting, Blog, Journey
Wednesday 09.13.17
Posted by Judy Lei
 

LA and Beyond

This is crazy and belated, but I did it. I done did it. 

The LA show went down almost two months ago. It feels so surreal that it's over now. Months, weeks, or even days before the show, I was freaking out. How many people will come? What if people don't come? What if I forget the story? The day before the show, I wrote out thank you notes to folks.. up to the point my fingers started cramping. I was so anxious. I pooped so much before the show (ok, tmi).. I also reminded myself to relax the moment I stepped out on stage and that everything will be okay.

Everything was okay. There was a sizable crowd, and everyone was so supportive. I worried that jokes wouldn't land on the LA crowd, but it did (told myself not to worry about if things are "supposed to be" funny--just tell the damn story). In short, I am so relieved.

In October 2016, that little thought of bringing the show to Los Angeles was just a thought--a dream if you may. Then I decided to pursue that thought and see if it can become a reality. It costs a lot to get the theatre, but I was like fuck it! Life is too short to not do the things we wanna do, and so, I booked the space. The most difficult part is really spreading the word, and I'm so grateful CAPE (Coalition of Asian Pacifics for Entertainment), Kollaboration LA, and Project by Project LA supported the show by telling their networks about it. Everyone was so so supportive, and it made the whole LA show what it was--it felt like the whole entire community had my back.

Special thanks to Grace for letting me crash and helping me to get set pieces and loading, Karin for taking beautiful black and white photos, and Cindy, Amy, and Malina for capturing color photos. Sabrina for coming all the way from Oakland, and all the people who came out to the show. It meant the world to share the story with you. 

And now, I'm back to NYC. Back to reality. And everything is back to normal: classes (Improv 301! And Film & TV at The Barrow Group), hustle for AAIFF, work at Nom Wah, and writing--been outlining two feature films--and experiencing writer's block, ha! I'm getting over this hump where I have to sit down and write everything that's been on my mind with these two stories. I know the ending to both, it's just the journey (emotional) in between that is hard to write. I'll figure it out soon enough. Setting a deadline for the end of this month. Yes, always have deadlines. Otherwise, a dream is just a dream. Do.

I've also been reading Taraji P. Henson's memoir. I saw a video of her circulating on Facebook talking, where she gave a speech on what it means to ignore naysayers and keep on with keeping on. It inspired me so much that I picked up her book. This morning, I balled my eyes out when she talked about where she's from, her family, and her love life. I related so much to everything and got so emotional. She has this fire and sass, and unapologetic energy about her that no one can take away. She's a strong ass woman, and I'm working now to get as tough as her.

On my way home, I read the part where she talked about moving to Hollywood with no money and had to beg just to find a place to live. That shit is too real and inspiring. I have dreams of moving to Los Angeles (I told the head chef at Nom Wah last week and shit came out of my mouth), but I need some seed money and some brush-up on driving lessons. It'd probably take me two years to save up enough just to get a used car and rent for a few months. I never thought I would've said this, because let's be real, I don't even like LA that much. But like Taraji's father said, "why are you just living? Why aren't you going to LA where all the jobs are?" Her father's words is exactly what I don't wanna hear but need to hear.

Part of me wanna take it slow--one step at a time. But Taraji did it with no real acting credits, no agent in LA, no car, and no place to live, AND with a baby on her hip. If she can do it, I believe I can. I gotta stop making excuses. I have to be more daring.

I'm going through the mo right now, a rough patch if you will, but I promise I will look back one day and say I gave it my all. You have to, because otherwise, why start? 

Crazy spilling this out man. Time for beeeeed. Good night world.

Tomorrow is a new day. And.. the hustle continues! 

tags: career, art, experience, acting, craft, artist, asian american actor, actor, advice, growth, dreams, from the gut, emotions
categories: Journey, Acting, Writing, Travel, Home, Blog
Sunday 06.11.17
Posted by Judy Lei
 

So long 2016

2016 was one of the best and most painful year of my life.

It was the first year in my artistic career that I finally decided to do something about my dreams and put on a solo show, a story I've been writing for the past 2.5 years. It was the first time I experienced pain as an artist, where I was confronted with what it means to be an artist: making art isn't about just making art--it's a business, you have to be an adult and make a living if you want to be an artist. With the show, there was a lot of pleasure but also a lot, a lot of pain and loneliness. And to sum up what I've learned: being an artist means you can pursue your dreams that fulfills you on the inside; but being an adult also means you need to survive and make money to keep the dream alive.

There have been thoughts surrounding what it means to be an artist and be a grown up in the past, but it came to me face-to-face this year because I had to put on a solo show using my most of my savings through working at AALDEF, then spending the next three to four months crossing fingers hoping people will buy tickets and show up. In the end, people did. My gut feeling didn't lie to me.

In the beginning though, it was a sad and lonely journey. I found MC Jin (found = stalk) my director towards the end of January and started heavily rehearsing in front of my refrigerator. In February, I told my brother I'm putting on previews in early May and he told me I shouldn't do it. Why waste money on something that you don't know for sure would make you the money back? I did it anyway. Friends showed up, I got feedback (some great, some hurtful--but the hurtful ones made me reflect and think the most, and helped me during the rewriting process). I spent the next three months revising because I wanted to put on a few more shows for more people to come. In August, I did, and all the shows were sold out. This whole putting up the show was extremely stressful. If you easily crack under stress, which I was a lot of times, it will kill you (if not physically, then mentally). In the end, I learned that you have to believe in your project so much; and most importantly, believe in yourself so much that it fuels you to keep moving forward during the dark times.
The show also put a strain between my relationship with my mom. She came to the show, despite not being able to understand any of the show. A few days later towards the end of August, she asked me if this is something I'd like to do for the rest of my life, and when I answered yes, she told me to find a real 9-to-5. Why go on such a hard road and waste time and money? It was the first time I felt so much pain for pursuing something I greatly believed in, and it was also the first time I fought back. It was painful. It was so painful. But I can't imagine myself doing anything else, and so I will keep going. She can't stop me. No one can. Only I can stop myself. And I won't. I'm bringing the show to Los Angeles: heyjudylei.com/soloshowtour/losangeles in April (04.23.2017 to be exact). And P.S. long story short, I canceled the show in London. This opportunity did allow me to finally have the guts to travel on my own and to two places I've always dreamt of going to: London and Paris!!!)

2016 was the year I finally caved in to the typical actor stereotype of working at a restaurant. I work at Nom Wah Tea Parlor and it drives me insane being on my feet for so long and having to work with so many different personalities. The beauty of it all is the hustle. The nonstop hustle. It makes me feel alive and that's why I like it--even though I cry so hard sometimes in the bathroom or break room. But like my boss said, "you know what else is tough? Life is tough, so keep going." Seriously, keep going.

2016--looking back at all the pictures, a lot of great things happened, in which I accomplished everything I set out to do and more; but for some reason, I realized I spent the entire year being unhappy or indifferent (more like refusing to acknowledge all the good things that are happening and finally admitting how sad I am deep inside--thanks to Chris Gethard's solo show).

For 2017, I would like to practice being grateful and also acknowledge what I'm feeling and why I'm feeling the way I do. I also have a whole list of resolutions I've written down on my planner: worry less, kick ass during LA solo show, write another solo show, rewrite feature film / shoot feature film, be in more film projects, work out once a week, have treat-yoself time once a month, drink more water (I always fuck up on the last one :x).

I have a feeling I'll hit all of these goals in the upcoming year, so let's keep on keeping on, shall we? :-)

tags: lessons, emotions, acting, adulthood, artist, 2016, doubt, discovery, career, dreams
categories: Blog, Journey, Acting, Writing
Thursday 01.05.17
Posted by Judy Lei
 

Be Stubborn As Fuck

No seriously. It's been a month and more after the solo show ended, and I have to admit I went on an emotional whirlwind after the show ended--for many many reasons. Mainly, it was because of my mom. She came and saw the show, but because someone in the family made a comment about how hard the path will be, she told me to just do it as a hobby. I told her no, and shit just went ham. I swear I broke down for the very first time in front of her.

For four years, I went ahead and did whatever I wanted and ignored her comments, but I knew I had to stand up for myself. I had to let her know that this is what I really really want to do, and no 9-to-5 will ever be comparable to what this path is. It means so much to me and when I explain it, she doesn't understand. There's no tangible thing she is seeing. It took me a while to decompress and see that she will never understand because of her upbringing. But I have hope one day she'll come around.

I've been super down this past month, but slowly pulling myself up again. It's been a process.

The latest update is that I started working at Nom Wah Tea Parlour on weekends. When my mom found out, she went ham. I guess this is my way of telling her this IS what I wanna do. I'd rather work somewhere where it gives me freedom and clarity to keep chasing that dream. I really enjoy working with my co-workers and they are all so kind to me. I guess this is what will keep me afloat for now.

Creative-wise, I've been producing and writing. Producing a film for a good friend and just have been writing. Writing comes and goes. My goal is to have one good point a day until I can piece together a good story--before I outline, before I start writing. Gotta get clear on what I wanna tell, and why I wanna tell, before I tell. That's been increasingly more important than coming up with a random cool scene. Maybe when i write more, it'd all come full circle?

 I also signed up for Scene Study III for the next six months. Gotta put in work to master the craft. Like Ash Ketchum said, "I wanna be the very best, like no one ever was..." HAHAHA... I digress.  

I guess I'm writing this entry because I feel like i overcame this hump, and it feels fuckin amazing. It hurts, but after this battle, i gained a lot of clarity. Almost like I stood up for the very first time and admitted openly that this is the journey i want to go on for the rest of my life. It's scary. It creates a lot of anxiety. But I'd rather stick it out for a decade than to do something I'm only half-assing--you know?

And I swear this journey and path is not for the emotionally weak. You gotta keep standing up, showing up, or else you'll get knocked. And it's easy to get knocked if you don't have people surrounding you going on this journey together. So you gotta find people going through this shit. Hopefully you guys will stick it out together.

Cuz you gotta be stubborn to survive. Or like kids these days say, you gotta be stubborn as fuck, be present and keep fighting.

Be stubborn as fuck and keep going. Nothing else matters.

Keep going. 

tags: acting, advice, actor
categories: Writing, Blog, Acting, Journey
Friday 09.30.16
Posted by Judy Lei
 

Keep going

Yes, those are tears. So last Thursday, I was washing veggies in prep for dinner and my phone ding'd. I ran over to check, and it was from NY International Fringe Festival. Omg, I thought. The email took a while to load, and I was like please load faster, please. Then it loaded, and I got the notification saying that I didn't make it in, again. 

It burned. I don't know why but it hurts a lot more this time compared to last year's rejection. I think it's because I spent so much time rewriting it and developing it, and I thought it will grow my chances of becoming a part of this Fringe community. Like I wanted to make it so bad. But I fell short. 

But I don't think I fell short though. I wrote a 3-dimensional Chinese American character. I'm sorry I didn't write about struggling with my identity or looking to repair my relationship with my mother/father/family. It seems like those are Asian American themes, and I didn't write within that "Asian American Joy Luck Club" box. Not all of us are going through that shit, ok?

What I have is a badass chick. Like if I didn't tell you she's Asian or Chinese, it could've been anyone (has to be a person of color) from an inner city public high school. Like she talks hood because that's where she's from. She ain't afraid to show it and can seriously fight you if you mess with her. (But trust me, she ain't about to get suspended).

My friend once told me to not pay attention to festivals because those festivals don't define who you are as an artist (thanks E!). You are an artist and you made that piece of art because you want to tell and share that story. Having it in a festival doesn't mean anything.  Just keep hustling. Keep going ~

I'll sign off by saying that I'm still going to put this out in a theatre, open for the public in the Fall. Yassss to self-producing. Gotta believe in yourself before you wreck yourself.

Watch out world! I'm comin for yaaaaa!  :-)

Tears

Tears

tags: journey, acting, 2016
categories: Journey, Acting, Community, Writing, Blog
Monday 04.18.16
Posted by Judy Lei
 

ALLEGIANCE

The skinny: ALLEGIANCE is amazing. Go watch it! The longer version: Preface: this is my first time watching a musical on Broadway. This is my first time watching an ASIAN AMERICAN musical on Broadway. I must be dreaming. That's what I was thinking throughout the whole time I was watching the show this past Sunday.

To be honest, I've heard bad things about the show from theatre critics. I won't go into it here. So naturally, I had a doubt--should I go and watch this? Or should I stay home and snuggle with HBO and Netflix? I'm so glad I went to watch it.

I was completely blown away at the production value of this musical. From the lighting, to the sound, to the acting, singing, dancing, and movement on stage--every bit of the show captured my attention. Is now a good time to confess that I fall asleep in major Broadway plays? Even though it was a musical, the music did not distract me from listening to the story. If anything, it enhanced the story. In terms of performance... I don't even know where to begin. Lea Salonga's voice carried the show. George Takei's humor added color to the darkness of the theme. Telly Leung's swag... you'll have to see it for yourself.

As an Asian American Studies major who learned about the Japanese Internment through literature and history books, I was nerding out the whole entire time. I was crying half the time because they depict the internment in an entertaining, yet very real/raw way. Yes, there was discrimination. Yes, there was injustice. And no, the writers did not water it down. It was told, as is.

As an actor, it's unbelievable to see a stage full of Asian American actors telling an Asian American story. Insane. It gives me so much hope for the future of having Asian American stories told on stage.

It's closing in 11 days, so get your tickets today before it gets sold out. Don't get left out; don't catch FOMO, just GOGOGO!

This is the first, but definitely not the last show.

Gotta keep on trucking. #hustle

tags: ALLEGIANCE, Broadway, nyc, theatre
categories: Blog, Journey
Wednesday 02.03.16
Posted by Judy L.
 

2016 hustle

Has it already been two weeks since 2016 arrived? Usually people write out their new years resolution the week before or the hour before the year ends. Me? I wait till two weeks later because... well... 2016 was off to a great start where I blacked out during New Years Eve, as in, I fell in the shower a few times and threw up like crazy the next day. In other words, a crazy hot mess. Sorry to everyone who had to witness that. 2015 was a crazy year, and it ended like how the year went: a mess. I'm never going to do that again and will carbo-load before. Promise.

Ok, 2016, let's see. This is going to be crazy or sound crazy, but my main hustle this year is to put on the solo show. Aside from a side hustle here and there to make some pocket cash, nothing else. Solo show, you be my main boo boo.

In the past, I committed myself to so many things that I put my passions and goals in the backburner. This year, nuh-uh! I'm gonna focus on me and pursuing the arts 100%. No. More. Distractions. And no one can stop me. What does this mean? It means I can't chill/frivolously spend money. Sorry, if you calling to chill, I'm gonna be like: "if I can't bring over a bottle of wine and some fruits or cookies, I ain't  coming."

Another thing is: I might be sassy for a while. The character I created is so damn sassy--sassy like Cookie Lyon from EMPIRE. She is scared, but she is driven. She needs to be sassy to get through tough times. I normally have a fraction of her sass, but these days, I'm honing myself to have more of that so that I can own more of her/the stage. It might change me, but it is a good thing. Time to let the inner freak out.

Speaking of freak(y), taking this next step is the freakiest. This is where I have to find a director to work with to refine the work. When you write something for the past two years, you think everything you write is awesome--or at least you're protective of it. But once you hand it over to the director, (s)he can add/subtract what you've already written. It's a collaborative effort, and it's an important one. It's gonna be tough to find someone who wants to work with this piece. I already reached out to someone whom I see fit, but will that person agree? I don't know. I really hope we can work out something amazing. Crossing fingers. Until then, please pray for me.

I'm also going to be in San Francisco in March 9-17 for CAAMFest and Los Angeles in April from April 20-29 for LAAPFF. If you're around, holla at ja gurl. Would love to see you. And do you have a couch or floor space? I need a spot to crash. Help an artist out. :-)

The hustle stays real in 2016. What is something you've always wanted to do creatively? Start in 2016, dammit. Just do that shizzzzz!

Ok?

Good.

tags: 2016, goals, hustle, solo show
categories: Acting, Blog, Journey, Writing
Wednesday 01.13.16
Posted by Judy L.
 

2015

Today is Christmas Eve. Meaning 2015 is 'bout to be over, which means it's a great time to sum up what happened this year. 2015 is a year filled with emotions. Early on, I found out something that I spent two months crying about it. I cried about it on my way to work, at work, after work, on my way home, at home... you get the point. Then, about a third way through, I thought I fell in love for the first time. I cried about it on my way to work, at work, after work, on my way home, at home... you get the point. The thing is, I cried a lot; and maybe that's how I got the eye infection. But all that crying taught me, it's okay to cry about things. It's okay to let it all out. And in the end, everything is going to be okay. Two important things I learned: people are the way they are; accept them as they are. Never never never never never never put your mind/body/soul on the line for anyone who doesn't give two shits about you. Life is too short to waste your energy on people who ain't even matter. Go through the 'mo gracefully, walk out gracefully--cuz in the end, you doing what's right for yourself is what matters. All in all, I found an emotional strength within myself that I thought I never had. It look a while for me to realize how much I can handle; but alas, you live and you learn.

2015 is a year of balance. I worked a full-time job at AALDEF (Asian American Legal Defense and Education Fund) to support my dreams of one day becoming a full-time artist. I finished up the contract towards the end of May, and then woke up the next day ready to work with AAIFF (Asian American International Film Festival). I picked things up quite easily again since I've done it before; it's just the time deadlines this time around that made it challenging. Well guess what!? I love me a challenge. I worked with such a great team to make AAIFF what it is--and then it was over. I still think about how much we had to do to make the film festival what it is, and how much fun we have when guests and audience members come to town. Both AALDEF and AAIFF is all about community and social justice--representation in legal/media fronts, so it motivates me to keep doing work. It's tiring; it's tiring; but sometimes, it's all worth it.

2015 is a year I started to write again. I topped the year off by binge writing the solo show (a solo show is a theatre piece performed by one person) for two weeks straight. Then I submitted the rough draft to the New York International Fringe Festival (it's a theatre festival that happens in NYC every summer). Then I got rejected towards the end of April. No biggie ya know, cuz this industry, and in life, you get no's 99% of the time. I got hurt and thought about giving up; gave up looking at the solo show piece for the entire summer; BUT, I realized how much I believed in the story, picked up my laptop, edited, wrote more, took out some, edited more, and BAM, I finished writing a third draft in October right before I left for Asia. I printed out and took the piece to Hong Kong and Japan with me, hoping I'll memorize it. Well, I memorized freshmen/bits of sophomore year at the very least. I'm still memorizing it. I have eight more pages to go. I got this.

2015 is a year for an upgrade. I took two acting classes at the Barrow Group Theatre to continue to work on the craft, and then got casted in a 15 minute play. I also got my headshots retaken by the talented talented David Noles and beautiful/masterful makeup artist Anna. I printed them and printed out new business cards too. I invested a portion of my earnings on these marketing materials, and I love it! You sometimes have to invest in you to grow your business. So spend money, and do it right. Upgrade yourself.

2015 is a year for travels. I went to Philly twice for work--once in January to meet with elderly Chinese voters who didn't get to vote, and then in the summer for a photoshoot with Nom Wah Tea Parlour. I think it's a quaint city I did not have the time to personally explore. I'll be back! In November, I spent the entire month in Asia. 15 days in Hong Kong, 3 days in Macau, then 10 days in Japan. I spent time with family and some friends in HK, explored Macau without going into the casinos, and then went nuts and fell in love with Japan. All this time in Asia allowed me to really sit down and reflect on the bigger picture--what is it that you're trying to do, Judy? Are you doing enough of it? Keep ya ass moving and stop thinking and start doing shit. Ok? <-- yeah, that's how I talk to myself. Bahaha.. Tough love (aka the ways Asians make it through in life).

That pretty much sums up 2015 in a nutshell. I have a lot of GOALS I wanna accomplish in 2016 that I'll write out in another post. Keeping the hustle alive and keeping my eyes wide open for the upcoming year, so let's end 2015 with a big bang. 

Bang on, my friends. (Ok, that sounded weird, but who gives two shits!?)

tags: hustle, life lessons
categories: Acting, Blog, Journey, Writing
Thursday 12.24.15
Posted by Judy L.
 

Au Revoir HK and Japan

  I'm finally back! After almost a month in Hong Kong and Japan, I'm finally back in New York friggin' City. In Hong Kong, I mainly spent time with the fambam since all of my mom's fam is still in HK. In Japan, we (my bro and I) hung out with my bro's high school buddies. It was so much fun! I snapchatted and took pictures the whole time. One thing I'm sad about is that I didn't vlog this time around. I guess a picture is worth a thousand words? I'm still a bit jet-lagged from the trip. I would wake up in the middle of the night and couldn't fall asleep for another two hours (thank lord for Instagram and Twitter). BUT, I'll wake up around 10/11am. I wonder when this will subside--maybe another week or so?

I also got an eye infection about a week into the trip. Just my luck. Still recovering..

After the trip, I reflected and wrote down some notes for both HK and Japan. It's stuff I've been thinking while at both locations, but didn't have the time to write it down cuz by the time the end of the day rolled around (usually around 9pm), I was muy tired from walking all day.

Alright, here we go...

Hong Kong 1) Imagine NYC. Multiply that density by 2-3 times. That's how many ppl there are in HK.. walking on the streets/getting on the subway, or as they call it: The MTR. 2) People walk in an insanely fast pace. On really crowded streets. Watch your purse. Keep your eyes wide open. 3) People always talk about that New York hustle like it's something. Wait 'til you go to HK. 4) There's no napkins on the dining table, and sometimes there's no toilet paper. Always bring your own pack of tissue. Keep like at least two packs of tissue in your bag. 5) Their water isn't as clean as NYC, so do not drink it. Even if you're really thirsty. 6) Happy Hour in HK is $5HKD. It's unreal. That's less than $1USD. (At Lilly's). Go to the 6th floor. The 5th floor is more like a dinner spot. 7) The RMB (China's currency) is currently worth more than HKD. 8) When you walk, always bare left. 9) When taking a two-story bus, and if it's empty when you hop on, try to run upstairs and grab the front seat. It'd be a heck more of a ride. 10) No, people aren't arguing or have anxiety. That's how loud people talk, and that's how people act, they just can't keep calm--well in certain parts of HK anyway.

Japan 1) It's my first time here (Tokyo, Osaka, Kobe, Hakone)! Everything is so beautiful and cute. 2) Alright, how come all the girls here are walking in heels? 3) This place is just as crowded as HK. Well, Tokyo anyway. 4) Ok, not sure if we should bare right or left here. Follow the arrows on the stairwell in the subway station. 5) If you're not going to multiple cities and just visiting Tokyo, DO NOT buy the JR Pass. 6) Omakase is half the price of what you get in NYC--with better fish. 7) There's a lot of root vegetables (mashed up in a form of gelatin) you might not have had in your past life; eat it anyway. I heard it's good for you. 8) There's ice cream. Lots of ice cream. 9) If you can, just bring a budgeted amount of cash from your bank account. Otherwise, your account will be empty by the end of your trip. 10) You will want to buy everything. Stop. Take a deep breath. Ask yourself, do I really need this? Or better yet, do I have space in my luggage for this? The answer will surprise you.

On both 1) If you're a budget traveler, use AirBnb to save on living costs. Yes, you might end up far off from a train station, or live in a motel converted to mini living spot that fits the AirBnB standards, but it will cost a fraction of, say, a hotel (even if you split it between a few peeps). 2) Never discount the tastiness of street food. Not only does it taste good/good for the soul, it also says a lot about the culture. 3) Always haggle. 4) Monitor the weather conditions at least a week before you go, and ask friends who live there for clothing advice. I ended up bringing fall weather clothes to HK when it was 88 degrees outside. It was hot! 5) Buy the Octopus (HK) and Pasmo IC (Japan) cards for the metro. You just have to beep in and out of the station instead of always buying single tickets. It's like the Metrocard, but waaaaaay cooler.

Ok, I miss these places already. When can I go back? :P

Have you ever been to Hong Kong or Japan? What do you think?

tags: Hong Kong, japan, travel, wanderlust
categories: Blog, Journey, Travel
Saturday 12.05.15
Posted by Judy L.
 

Homecoming King

Dude, i just got the bill to renew the domain + privacy protection for this website and spent almost a G. I need to start blogging more, or I'll hate myself. Lately, I've been watching a lot of standup shows, mainly on the internet, and occasionally, in real life (sorta like how ppl live now, eh?). Today, i had dim sum with the #aaiff2015 crew at my mom's bakery, and since i didn't plan anything for lazy Sunday, i decided to go to Cherry Lane Theatre to buy a ticket to watch Colin Quinn on stage. On my way to the box office, boom, i saw Hasan Minhaj's solo show poster. I heard about the show a few days ago on Instagram and saw an NPR tweet on it, so i was like, i should watch it! As i got to the box office, boom, a stack of tickets at the price of a movie ticket, caught my eyes. And guess what? It was Hasan Minhaj's show!! It was fate. Of course I asked for the tickets in front of my eyes, but low and behold, the box office ticketer said it was a promo that expired. I did snag $20 tickets though. Score!

I decided to Instagram the show poster and tweet about it. I didn't know what to expect from the show, given that I didn't know much about this dude, except that he works with Trevor Noah on The Daily Show, and that he is a standup comedian. I was jammin' to the hip hop walk-in music, sat where my ticket allowed me to sit, and the usher asked if i wanted to sit in the front. I was like hell to the fuckin yes!

The show blew my mind. From beginning 'til the end. He did it stand-up style and i followed him throughout the show. That swag was real!! If you've ever been an outsider, you will feel his story. He talked a lot about love, family, expectations, and that sense of belonging every kid of color wanted/thought about (maybe I shouldn't speak for everyone--cuz maybe some people fit in just fine). His stories about assimilation in suburbia made me ball like crazy. Even though I didn't grow up in the suburbs, i was always the fat kid trying to fit in, so i get it. All that family talk was so real, I couldn't stop laughing. I laughed until I cried, and then cried a little for real towards the end of the show. I only had one piece of tissue in my pocket, and i didn't have enough to wipe my tears. Oh man. 

This coming of age tale was touching. He threw in a lot of cultural references from his Muslim background. I mean, I'm Chinese, but i found myself saying yes, or mmhmm so many times. I can relate to it on so many levels.

If you're in NYC, love going out to watch films, standup, theatre, or just good storytelling in general, this show is for you. Walk, no, run there now!! Or as i tweeted earlier, AHORA!!

I guess since I'm an actor and writer, i felt every ounce of his show. This truly motivated me to keep on writing that second draft. I'm this 👌🏻 (if it ain't showing, it is an okay emoji with a gap) close to finishing the second draft. Time to get to it!! 

Gotta keep that hustle flow alive.

tags: hasan minhaj, nyc, solo show, theatre
categories: Acting, Blog, Journey, Writing
Sunday 10.18.15
Posted by Judy L.
 

Emmspiration

I just finished watching the Emmys. It's my first time watching it from beginning to end. When I first turned on the television, my mom was like, "why are you turning on the television?" I chuckled, knowing this is the fifth time this year I turned it on to watch something, since we all watch stuff on our laptops nowadays. About 20 minutes in, the Emmys finally started. My mom and I were eating dinner while it played in the background with my eyes glued onto the screen. I simply cannot keep my eyes off the tv. As I am a slow eater, my mom was done with her food. I was still staring at the screen. She turned around again to look at the tv to see what I was watching. She asked, "Why are you even watching this? It wouldn't serve you in any way to see other people claiming awards. You should look at the job application your father brought home instead. Find a real job and not work for organizations that lead nowhere." At that point, my heart sank. How can I explain to her that people on screen--actors, writers, directors, artists--are the people I'm aspiring to be? Will she understand? Or will she shrug me off like all the other times I try to explain myself?

While watching the Emmys, I was trying so hard to spot out other Asian American creatives on the screen, so when the time comes, I can point to it and say, "Ma, look!" But none showed up. I was like dammit.

I got so emotional watching the Emmys. There were two moments that hit me so hard: when Uzo Aduba went on stage and gave thanks (I finished season 3 of ORANGE IS THE NEW BLACK today), and also the moment when Viola Davis said, "The only thing that separates women of color from anyone else is opportunity. You cannot win an EMMY for roles that are simply not there." Damn. I couldn't even contain my tears. At this point of the show, my mom already passed out in front of her phone, so I can't tell her what this all means.

I just know that watching the Emmys gave me a sense of hope. With no one in my family, except my brother, who knows what I go through on a daily basis, this gives me hope that someday, there will be more and more diversity on screen / behind the scene.

Sometimes when I have no one to tell these things to, I just write it down or blog about it. I have clouds of blues floating over me these past couple of weeks--because of both personal and professional reasons--and I'm slowly recovering and becoming stronger. Slowly, but surely. I know these hard times are here because I'm supposed to learn and grow from these experiences; so I will, and I must.

I have to fight everyday with myself and my closest loved ones (like my mom) for this dream. It's so hard, and everyday I think about giving up. But something deep down within me tells me not to. And so, I will not. I will not give up. There is hope.

categories: Acting, Blog, Journey
Sunday 09.20.15
Posted by Judy L.
 

Letting go

I have been thinking about writing this post for a while now, so I told myself to write it before I forget it. Shorty, but a goodie. The topic is about letting go.

Letting go is something so easy in concept, but to do that in real life, it's hard--very hard. No matter if it's a job or a friend whom you were once close to - now, now you have to wake up and realize what you had is over.

Sometimes I will recall what once was and wonder what could have been. I'll read articles and ask friends for advice. I tried so hard to get myself out of that rut / hole.. taking in distractions whenever I can, but then thoughts will creep in, and the cycle will repeat itself again. Why is it so hard to let go of something that never belong to you in the first place? Why bother?

And so I thought about it over and over again, and came to a conclusion that it's hard because we once cared so deeply, and to realize it's all for nothing, it can be a little disheartening. But I learned a very important lesson: always take chances--what's the worst that can happen? Even if you fall flat on your face, it's only gonna hurt for a little bit, and then you heal and realize you learned something. Sometimes, that's all that matters.

 

Enjoy the ride, people!

tags: advice, career
categories: Blog, Journey
Wednesday 09.09.15
Posted by Judy L.
 

Explorations

Wow, I haven't updated this blog for far too long.  I've been hiding under the rock with the 38th Asian American International Film Festival (AAIFF)--can't believe another year of the festival is over! It's been four weeks since the festival ended, and I finally feel recovered (working 20 hour days really takes a toll on your body!) and am able to write and reflect a bit. This year, it came and passed so quickly. In a way, I miss all the craziness--the chaos, the shock, the adrenaline. So many people were here for the festival, so many filmmakers, friends, and audience members from out of town was here. Afterall, the festival is about creating conversations with creatives behind the scenes, and I can't express the amount of gratitude and respect for everyone brave enough to make art and show it to the world. Props! (Insert clapping hands emoji here)

What's next?

As for the creative things in life:

Acting-wise, I'll be working on a project. What project!?! Well, secret secret until it all comes together. Will write more about it soon. Stay tuned.

Modeling-wise (first time!), I was in Philly last weekend for a shoot with Nom Wah Tea Parlor. Nom Wah is a dim sum restaurant based in NYC, and have recently expanded to Philly. My childhood friend and talented photographer, AnRong Xu, told me about the project, and I, loving dim sum + Nom Wah + wanting to collaborate with AnRong for a while now, jumped at the opportunity. It's my second time visiting the state of brotherly love. First time, it was for work with AALDEF (speaking with Limited English Proficient elderly voters), and this time, it's sorta for work but not really because it was so much fun taking pictures in front of Philly's landmarks--the Philadelphia Museum of Art, Liberty Bell (we didn't make it in.. the line was long), Independence Hall, Board Game Art Park, Italian Market, Schuylkill Rivers, and last but not least, Chinatown. I also had the pleasure to meet my partner-in-crime in the shoot, Ms. Betty Jiang, and also fabulous producer, Barbara Leung. We ended the shoot in South Philly, and went to THE BEST pho place ever called Pho75. We ate in silence.. that's how good it was. Pictures will be forthcoming (before the food belly). I had an amazing time in Philly and I cannot wait to find an excuse to go back. I want to do all the touristy stuff and really experience the city. ^-^

Writing-wise, believe it or not, I'm going to keep rewriting the solo show. Ain't gonna give up on that baby because I believe in the story so much. I know what is missing. The things leading up to a great ending.  Also heartfelt things. Things I was too scared to write into because I wasn't sure if it'll please the audience. But after reading a lot of writing tips from writers, they say, never try to please the audience and just write from the gut. So you will get guts, GUTS--watch out world!

As for life in general:

I've been reading a lot lately. Reading is one of my favorite pastimes. I picked up Modern Romance by Aziz Ansari and read it within two days. Very hilarious and insightful if you're a modern dater. I admit it, I suck at dating and I give up. I foresee myself ending up with a book and Pikachu for the rest of my life--and scary enough, I'm okay with that.  After finishing that, I'm now starting Steve Jobs by Walter Isaacson. I'm only on page 37 at the moment, but will continue and reflect more soon.

I'm currently planning a month-long Hong Kong and Japan trip with my mom and brother (only with my bro for Japan). I visited HK for several times, but I've never been to Japan. I'm absolutely thrilled and have been mapping out all the different places to hit up. I'm still looking for suggestions though for both HK and Japan, so please feel free to share. Food, nature, any adventurous things, etc. :)

For this upcoming fall, I want to get out more and explore new places within NYC. I've never wandered through Central Park or Prospect Park before, so I will do that. Gotta also check out Dumbo at night (all the public art pieces) before it gets any chillier. Woohoo to exploring! :)

I'll post more often from now on. Pinky promise. #keepsmiling :-)

tags: aaiff, explore, nyc, philly, travel
categories: Acting, Blog, Journey
Saturday 08.29.15
Posted by Judy L.
 

Floating

The other day, I was walking around aimlessly in Manhattan to clear my mind and think about what is going on with life right now. With no particular destination, random thoughts filled my mind--especially dreams and goals I made exactly three years ago. Three years ago, I echoed to myself. Is that a long time? Did I let these three years slip by? Have I been floating? To go off on floating--I finally learned how to swim when I was 21. I was a senior at Smith, have always been afraid of the water because I almost drowned as a kid on a beach trip with my kindergarten class. I thought to myself if I didn't learn how to swim now, I would never be able to learn--or my willingness to learn will diminish as I age. And so, I signed up for the class.

Most of us in the class didn't know how to swim. Some knew how to float and doggy paddle around, but not technical at all. Everyone caught on pretty quicky and began swimming in less than three weeks of class. I, on the other hand, clung on to the wall and was not able to float. I was still deathly afraid of the water, and did not trust myself to let go and let the water in. I went to the pool in the morning, during lunch, and after class; breathe underwater. Just breathe. I was there so often that the lady who works at the pool came over and told me I shouldn't be afraid. "The water will keep you afloat, if only you trust it enough." She told me to trust science and my body. "Let go," she kept telling me. She even demonstrated how to float and pick herself back up from the water. She said it's easy. And so I tried and tried and tried, and failed every single time. Until finally, I was able to float. This was after 5-6 weeks of hanging onto the wall.

The next month, I swam on my back to the 5 ft mark (I'm 5'1). It wasn't until the last four weeks of class that I finally swam to the deep end. Every time I swam, a deep fear surge into my mind: what if I drown? This thought consumed me once or twice as I hit the wall in the deep end. I swam and as I hit the final strokes to the deep end's wall, I lost grip. I had to be saved by the life guard. I shouldn't do this anymore, I told myself. What if I drown?

The last week of Senior year, I went back to the pool everyday--every moment I had. The final test for Swimming 101 was coming up and I knew I had to get over it--especially since the final test was to jump off the springboard into the deep end, and then swim back to the shallow end. Needless to say, I was scared shitless, but I said "it's okay, just jump, float, and swim on your back." There was a huge build-up before I leaped into the water. But I jumped without thinking, pushed against the water, got on my back, and swam the whole lap.. taking in the view of the crevices of the ceiling, flags. Victory--is this what victory feels like? That was the craziest thing I ever had to do.

If I have to compare where I am right now in life (especially acting) with learning how to swim / float, I would say I'm somewhat still standing at the 5 feet mark, wondering if I should swim into the deep end. There is comfort in knowing I can swim to the 5 feet mark and still be able to stand on the pool ground if I become scared. And so, I'm taking laps back and forth within the 5 feet mark, not pushing myself to get further into the deep end because once I leave the 5 feet mark, I will not be able to stand. What if I drown?

I drowned about two months ago--twice. Over the winter, I was lost. At crossroads, I should say. I was motivated to restart the YouTube channel, but stopped after two months because I did not have a clear idea what I should do. It forced me to question deep down: what do I really want to do? And when I repeatedly found myself drifting back to acting and telling meaningful stories, I left YouTube behind. It was painful. That pain motivated me to rewrite the solo show I gave up on last summer when I focused on writing the short film. I picked it up again and began to write and rewrite non-stop for a whole month. I made the deadline for the NY Fringe Festival in mid-January. I was crossing my fingers, full of hope--hoping I can finally share this story with the world. I was rejected on Tuesday, April 28 around the afternoon time. I cried. That night, I went on my first motorcycle ride, and the pain slowly withered away as the adrenaline kicked in. It calmed me down. I didn't look at the solo show for another two months; but now, I'm looking at it again.

This is the point where I'm standing at the 5 feet mark, wondering if I should swim to the deep end. Deep end meaning I might rewrite the whole thing that it's completely different from what I had originally planned. Should I rewrite? What if I drown in the process?

But I know i will float. I will float. Just do it and don't worry about it. Don't think.

You will float. You will swim.

Just swim.

tags: life, swimming
categories: Acting, Blog, Journey
Saturday 06.27.15
Posted by Judy L.
 

Growth

When i turned 25 last year, i made a lot of promises to myself. To be happy and content, to challenge myself everyday (something along the lines of: do one thing that scares you everyday), to be a better actor, to be a better daughter/friend. A year later, let's just say everything is pretty much still a work-in-progress. At the end of my 25th year of being on this earth, i realize patience is really a virtue, and if you try to rush things, it ain't gonna work. I learned it the hard way. And i also learned that you should take note and move on. I guess one big thing i really learned this year is what love really means. I mean for the first 25.9 percent of my life, love is really pointed towards family, art, and the community. Other than those three things i poured my whole heart into, nothing else really mattered. 

Towards the last days of my 25th year, my bro thought it'd be a good idea for me to start meeting guys. He said if i don't live life, then I'll never be a good actor. In a way, he is right because a lot of scenes are about love, lust, hate, indifference--if i never experience these feelings, i will look phony. So I was somewhat convinced and signed up for Tinder. I had Coffee Meets Bagel last year, but didn't really like anyone on there, and Tinder is the newest, hottest thing, right? So i was convinced.

Going on that first date was extremely terrifying/nerve-wrecking for me. Maybe because in the past, I've gone on dates where I actually met the person before. This time, stranger danger got to me, and i pooped literally three times before i finally met him. In the end, it wasn't as bad as I thought. I deleted the app a few days after because to be honest, I don't think I'm ready to be in anything. Or maybe I'm afraid of getting hurt; and so, after a few weeks and a lot of uncertainty later, I'm just staying put for now. Whether i meet anyone or not, I should focus on bettering myself. I got a career i have to chase after, and i need to focus.

I must say i learned a lot about love. It's messy. It hurts. Turns out there's no such thing. In the end, if nothing else, it's friendship, companionship. Tolerance. I swear I'm not trying to sound jaded, but yeah, that's what I believe love is.. At least for now.

For my 26th year on this planet, i hope to find more clarity. What is it that i really want? What can i do everyday to get to my goal of becoming a film actor? I also want to start counting my blessings. I have family and friends. I have to be grateful to have them in my life. I never want to take anyone or anything for granted. After all, people come into your life for a reason, right?

So to 26, i hope you will continue to teach me what it means to love. If it burns, please know that that's what it takes to grow. 

So here's to growth. 

Cheers!

tags: lessons, life
categories: Acting, Blog, Journey
Sunday 05.31.15
Posted by Judy L.
 

big day

Today's the big day. No, it's not my wedding with Pikachu. Today is the day where I take the stage and perform for the very first time outside of a classroom setting/school related showcase. Gosh, I'm fuckin' nervous and anxious. But this is normal right? At this point, I'm just psyching myself out. So I want to sit, reflect, and write out reasons why I chose to pursue this profession. I know I write about it a lot here; but checking in with myself once in a while is good for the soul. And right now, I really need to check myself before I wreck myself. Ice Cube anyone? (I had to look up that reference, btw, ha.).

Ok, now where to start? Let me begin by saying I'm almost at my third year of studying as an actor. It's equivalent to studying three years at a law school, except I don't have a law degree, and my mom is not the happiest with me. She thought I'd be a lawyer--or at least that was what I promised her while still in college. After I graduated, I pursued politics in the community; but I really didn't feel that instant connection. Have you ever had that feeling where you know it ain't gonna work out? Yeah, I had that feeling. I jumped the gun after six months and quit my stable job to pursue this crazy thing. Did I ever think about the consequences? I don't think so. I just thought where I was working wasn't really for me, and I constantly dreamed of being a creative, so I jumped. I imagined great things to happen--fast, quick, and painless. But of course, nothing in life is like this. I am reminded everyday that I need to take the time to pursue this craft, that I need to know myself/experience life, that I need to be patient, that I need to work harder and smarter, that I need to realize that if I don't put in the necessary time and emotional patience and connection, I will not go anywhere.

After three years of running around, I can look back and say I've learned a lot of lessons. A lot of time dedicated to this craft, but knowing I can be better. A lot of time/money wasted, but in the end, I learned a lot about auditioning techniques, different casting offices in NYC, and how to proceed in the future. What's most important now is very simple: to do work. And I think that's where this play tonight comes into play.

We've been rehearsing for two months, and we played around with all different possibilities. It becomes looser and looser every time we meet. Process wise, I had a different interpretation of the script from the director--like the script is quite deep and dark, but the advice is: we shouldn't go there. Playing it like it's no big deal.. gives it less pressure. I will take this note and run with it tonight. No matter the outcome, it's always important to just enjoy the moments on stage and have fun. If you're not having fun, then what's the point of the play? It's called a play for that very reason .. right? Play, dammit.

I know in the audience tonight will be a lot of people I don't know. I also know a lot of my close friends and my brother is coming. My mother is not coming because she wouldn't understand anything anyway. I actually had a talk with her this past Tuesday. I, finally, was serious and told her my show is this Saturday, and will you come? She, of course, said acting is a frivolous hobby, and that one should only pursue it as a side thing. I heard those words and cried. Why would she say that if she already knows I've been pursuing it for so long? Or is she still in denial of the fact that I'm not pursuing something more stable? Either way, whether she's there or not tonight, the show must go on. I know she's secretly there in spirit.

So.. if you're free tonight, come and check it out. It's a showcase run by Artistic Asians Run on Shorts. It's the first she-bang, one-night only kind of engagement, and you'd be smoked if you missed it. 8:00-9:30pm EST, DCTV, 87 Lafayette Street, New York, NY 10013. You can still buy tickets at the door.

Afterparty is at South's, 273 Church Street, New York, NY 10013 -- around 10:30pm EST?

See y'all there.

With lots of love and kisses. <3 :)

categories: Acting, Blog, Journey
Saturday 05.16.15
Posted by Judy L.
 

25

Tomorrow is my bro's birthday--Cinco de Mayo baby! In 27 days, it will be mine. Turning 26, so i guess I'm living my last year of my mid-twenties? Fuck, that is a scary thought. Over the past two months, so much shit happened. A lot of it challenged me to think about what it means to be truly happy. Or at least who I thought i was in terms of politics, identity, and self. Much of what happened cannot be mentioned, but i can honestly say i cried day into the night-time thinking about these things and the people involved. Needless to say, i grew so much. And all this within the last two months.

So I thought it'd be useful to write down a list of things i learned after being on this planet for 25 friggin years.

1) happiness doesn't exist. It's important to see the good in every situation.

2) smile. Even if you're hurting like a motherfucker, smile. You trick your mind into thinking you're happy.

3) be nice to everyone. Even the person making your coffee/waiter, the security at your building, or the cleaning lady. If you're not nice to these people, then you a horrible person.

4) talk to your family. Yes, everyone including parents will be social media/phone addicts, but make sure you call or have some face time with them. If they ignore you, then grab their phones and toss it into a toilet bowl.

5) be open-minded. Maybe someone is different from who you are and where you came from, but that doesnt mean y'all can't be friends.

6) try everything. Food, that is. Hahaha, jk, try everything once. And by everything, i mean everything. You'll be smart enough to never do something you dont like again.

7) find something you love to do and get so good at it that even you say "damn!"

8) don't try to impress everyone. Just impress yourself.

9) success is however you define it. Everybody is doing the best they can in whatever they do; if you're not already doing this, it means you're not doing something you love.

10) be ambitious as fuck. Seriously mediocrity is so overrated. Be the best you can be.

11) dream like there's no tomorrow. You wanna be the top of your company or be your own boss? Make that shit happen.

12) it takes time. Nothing happens overnight. Be patient.

13) enjoy the journey. Things don't happen instantly, you make it happen.

14) set goals. Keep yourself accountable please.

15) fuck up, but know it's ok and just keep going.

16) keep fuckin going. There will be thousands of people, or your group of close friends who tell you it'd be impossible. Do it anyway.

17) never let anyone or anything hold you back. Not even your close ones.

18) people come and go, and it is ok. Other people will come along.

19) everyone you meet will teach you something about yourself.

20) do something that makes you happy everyday.

21) be present. As much as you'd like to plan for the future, be present.

22) dont take life too seriously. 23) just have fun! Laugh about mistakes. Loved someone who wasn't worth your time? Laugh about it! You're not losing out. They're losing out. When you find someone you like, have lots of fun with them.

24) don't think. Do everything without hesitation! Yolo.

25) be passionate as fuck about everything that matters. Pati baby!

And I'm still keeping up with this list, so yeah, i'm living. Long live errrrbody! ;)

tags: life, thoughts
categories: Blog, Journey
Monday 05.04.15
Posted by Judy L.
 

Decisions

Am I going through another quarter life crisis? I think so. The first time I had one was when I was 22, working full-time, but really just wandering. Three years later, I still feel the same way. In a way, I'm in a similar position. I'm working full-time now (contracted position that ends in May); but instead of "thinking" about acting, I'm actually doing it. It only took three years to get to this point, where I finally feel I'm capable of taking on new challenges and say to myself, "you got this girl!" in acting, that is. Otherwise, life is still confusing as heck. And that is why I'm writing about it now. Especially today, because today is when I walk into the office of where I work full-time and decide either a) to continue working there while pursuing acting on the side or b) to finish up the contract and just focus on acting. I already know what I want; it's just taking that leap of faith--again--that is scaring the shit out of me.

So why is it that I'm shitting in my pants? Security. Yup, that's the word. When you work full-time anywhere, you get this amazing thing call direct deposit every two weeks, and when you have to pay rent or credit cards, you know there's a stash waiting for you. It feels amazing to have that security. I lost it after quitting that full-time position three years ago, and I lost it again after quitting that temp work one year ago. Every time I quit, it feels great because I'm like fuck-yeah acting, I'm ready for you baby.. and then reality hits, and I realize I'm just starting out, and if I don't get better and get more work out there, then nobody will know/care about me to cast me in anything, and I'll forever be broke. Or even when I produce my own materials, I need money to make it happen. I can't look like I desperately need the job, I need to prove that I'm ready for the job. I need to do more work, and I need money to make it happen.

Ok, so maybe even the position won't continue and I'm just thinking too much. Gosh, I'm getting all worked up over here, but maybe there is no more money and my position will disappear, and I'm just sitting over here writing and getting worked up over nothing. This has happened before, where i worked and naively throught if i work hard enough, i will get paid, but in the end, just left with half and a broken heart.

No matter what happens today, it just makes me real nervous. It feels like a life-changing decision for sure. Maybe I'm just being dramatic, but ... I don't know if I wanna put myself through this shit anymore. I just want to do something that will make me want to wake up everyday and feel excited about the work. But don't we all?

Ahh, I still don't know what I'm going to do. I'll let the boat flow a little and then when it comes time to make that decision.. that's when I'll make it.

Maybe when I'm in the room today, my subconscious will blurt out what I've been thinking all along. Afterall, you can only lie to yourself for so long before the bubble bursts.

tags: decisions, life
categories: Acting, Blog, Journey
Wednesday 03.25.15
Posted by Judy L.
 

Pati

Yesterday was an awesome day. Around noon, I found out I was casted in a short play called ATM directed by Heesu Chae. Around 5:30pm, I was sitting at White Rabbit Tattoo getting my second and most likely last tattoo (ha, that's what I said about the first one). But yesterday was awesome on so many levels. It was the first time in a long time where I felt I was moving towards something in this artistic career. First of all, I was in utter shock when I found out I got casted. I think it's the first time where I auditioned and was selected amongst others. I auditioned for the role on Friday evening and was so out of it during the audition, so to even be selected, wow. I remember thinking to myself in the audition room that there are people who are younger or more stylish than me who can play the free-spirited girl. Or I was thinking if I don't get this part, it'd be great audition practice for the next role. I'm usually terribly nervous during auditions, so I just told myself to have fun and don't think too much about it. And it worked! I think as actors, sometimes we get into our heads way too much and that self-deprecating talk ain't gonna help. Gonna remember to do that for every audition from now on and just have fun.

On another note, I can't believe I got another tattoo. It says pati and has a lightning bolt on it. Pati is the latin root for the words passion and patience, and it means to suffer or endure. I first heard about this word through my brother. He was watching American Idol, and a singer who was auditioning told the judges that the journey he's in in making music represents pati, which means to suffer greatly to do the things you love. After my bro finished watching that episode, he immediately showed me. He thought I would like the word/idea, and I did. I kept thinking about getting it as a tattoo, but another idea I had was just to get a thunderbolt to represent my surname/Pikachu. I thought, hey, why not get both, and I did. I still remember the pain I felt the first time I got a tattoo about 1.5 years ago, so it wasn't that bad. Now, it's just healing. -- For the past few weeks or even months, I have been working to get out of this rut I've been on since the beginning of winter. I didn't want to admit it, but I had a lot of pain--so much on my mind. Like where am I going with this acting career, and who can really understand and know what I'm going through. I guess I felt very alone in this process. I was stressing and thinking a lot. At some point, I thought of just giving up. Everybody around me was getting into grad/law school and I wanted to follow suit. But then I sat down and had to question whether what they have is really what I want. When the answer is repeatedly no, I knew I had to hone in and focus.

Although I was in pain, I knew only time can solve/heal everything. I still have a lot to grow--getting better, growing up, opening up more, sharing more of what I truly am thinking to others instead of just smiling and saying everything is good. I don't want to burden others, and I want to be a ball of happiness. So instead of hanging out with friends, I spent a lot of time alone and with my brother, who is truly my best friend. I don't know where I will be without his love and support.

I guess at the end of the day, it's so important to just take time and think through what you really want. Sometimes the answer might not be obvious, but just listen to that inner voice--never let anything else distract you. And also, work hard, work smart, and what we really want will be right in front of us. Not because it decided to show up, but because you worked so hard that what you built is now finally ready, finally here. Take charge and go. Nothing else is stopping us now.

tags: acting, audition, process, self love
categories: Acting, Journey
Tuesday 03.17.15
Posted by Judy L.
 
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