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By Deborah Lee Walker Contributing Writer (Sept. 9, 2022) “It is not in the stars to hold our destiny but in ourselves.” William Shakespeare’s deliverance of truth manifests itself each and every day of our lives. The question is, do we take heed or simply allow purpose to ride the wave of chance. Years ago, I made the decision to leave home and pursue an acting career. At the time I was in a wonderful relationship with a man named Nick and life was good.
However, there was an emptiness inside of me and I wanted more than a life of luxury. My passion for the performing arts beckoned me to the land of lights, camera, and action.
A friend of Nick’s, who lived in Los Angeles, scheduled an audition for me at the famous Lee Strasberg Acting Institute and also helped Nick with my travel plans. So, I boarded a plane with nine pieces of luggage and a oneway ticket.
The six-hour flight made me question my sanity and wonder if I had made the biggest mistake of my life. To my surprise, when I arrived at the hotel there was a message from Nick.
God works in mysterious ways. The next thing I knew, I was flying across the country every week to pursue my dream and at the same time able to be with loved ones.
I do not remember the gentleman’s name who graciously helped me in my transition to Los Angeles. I did contact him and asked what could I do to return the favor.
He responded to remember his thoughtfulness and continue the chain of brotherly love. I never forgot those words.
Learning the “method” style of acting takes time. Endless exercises and practicing scenes seemed endless.
Then one day you are on stage, everything clicks, and you finally comprehend what the “method” is all about.
My first performance at the institute was gifted with a surprise delivery of red roses from my father.
I was touched by his sweetness and realized his lack of words does not mean he does not love me.
Anna Strasberg (Lee Strasberg’s widow) was in the audience and offered me a scholarship at the institute three days later.
Anna and I became good friends; we also shared the love of “cooking.” Whenever she was in L.A., I always prepared a meal for her.
This gave me the chance to practice my skills and receive feedback from someone who had traveled extensively.
Sophia Loren was one of Anna’s best friends. It was not uncommon during the summer months to see Sophia at the school. See GARNISH Page 31


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