Perhaps I'm regressing, but lately I've not been able to shake the sweet memory of my very first boyhood "Dream Job". Somehow as a five or six year old, I found out about the place that would become the most widely ridiculed and mocked academic institution in all the land - commonly referred to as, "Clown College".
I even found some vintage, captured student footage online of aspiring clown-students with Ringling Bros and Barnum & Bailey Circus. There they were, plying their trade, honing their craft, earning their stripes...all in the hope of winning a contract with the circus and touring the country as professional clowns. Young, hungry, clowns-to-be!! Emmett Kelly would be proud!!
Suffice it to say, I did not attend Clown College. I did however attend the single oldest acting school in the English speaking world. I love my career and my life - but still, I can't help but feel like I let the six year old inside me down. Maybe in his honor I'll trip myself on my way to bed tonight.
What about you? What did you want to be? Are you being it? If not, do you wish you could?
I even found some vintage, captured student footage online of aspiring clown-students with Ringling Bros and Barnum & Bailey Circus. There they were, plying their trade, honing their craft, earning their stripes...all in the hope of winning a contract with the circus and touring the country as professional clowns. Young, hungry, clowns-to-be!! Emmett Kelly would be proud!!
Suffice it to say, I did not attend Clown College. I did however attend the single oldest acting school in the English speaking world. I love my career and my life - but still, I can't help but feel like I let the six year old inside me down. Maybe in his honor I'll trip myself on my way to bed tonight.
What about you? What did you want to be? Are you being it? If not, do you wish you could?
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