Sure-shots and medicine women; UFOs, and monsoon moments- these are among the many myths and legends of the Land of Enchantment. According to native tradition, this is where the gods arose. The northern part is where I come from – dating as far back as at least the 1400s on my Father’s side. On my Mother’s side, I can count among my ancestors those who walked the halls of Eileen Donan and fought in the Jacobite rebellion – over yon Scotland way. Whether in northern New Mexico or the Highlands of Scotland, my ancestors were strong and feisty types who preferred to blaze their own trail. You know what they say about the apple and the tree!
As for me, I struck out early and often for many a shore, including that of jolly olde England where I learned how to down a pint and speak like a limey. I still enjoy using a little east New Mexico/west Texas drawl as well as an English rant or piddle, depending on the regional persuasion the moment is calling for. I’ve also begun to develop my Irish brogue so as to bring some flavor in the tongue of my other forbearers.
In my work, whether I’m a liberal college professor, called by conscience to defend a student whose ideals I despise; a small town teacher, trying to fit in at the faculty lounge of the city school; a wacky good witch with a magical garden or a fun-loving labor leader, I tend to play characters who are honest, loyal and not afraid to step up to the plate, even if they might trip over it along the way.
When I’m not acting, or performing improv with my fellows at Meow Woof Improv, you might just see me walking my dog, running with wolves or working on a recipe for saving the world that uses both stardust and sunbeams.I
IN THIS SCENE…A foster mom seeks the help of a social worker to help her find a child separated from his parents at the US border