I’ve officially been living in Los Angeles for 6 months; I’m halfway through the 12-month period I intended to be here for. This is now the longest I’ve been away from home. Home as in; the place I grew up.
Daniel Pavatich wrote a blog post to thank everyone who was apart of his life in 2015 and I was moved by it so I thought I’d do the same. I had a really great year and created and solidified some really important relationships. I got to do so many things that made me happy and I feel grateful for it every day. I just tried to count the amount of shows I performed in but lost count after 100. I performed in over 100 improvised shows in 2015. I am the luckiest.
Before this year, I never had any intention or desire to visit Los Angeles. From all the things I had heard about it, it didn't sound like my kind of place. I'm a city slicker and LA is an huge urban sprawl where commuting is a nightmare. I much prefer places where the city is in the centre and that's where the action is. Places like Melbourne, New York and Amsterdam. I had heard bad things about LA and it just didn't sound like I'd enjoy it. When I was planning my trip, I knew I wanted to train at iO so the choice was to spend 5 weeks in Chicago or Los Angeles. Ultimately, I went with LA for a number of reasons.
After ten hectic days in New York City, I flew to Chicago. If I was going to be in America on an Improv expedition, of course I had to visit the birthplace of longform Improv. I spent a week in Chicago and took a level one sketch writing class at Second City – a world famous theater and training center that has been around for fifty years. I’ve never really fancied myself a sketch writer but I definitely wanted to get a taste of how Second City operates so that’s the one I enrolled in.
About two months ago I returned home to Australia from a massive trip around the United States. The major thing that drew me to America in the first place was my love for Improv so my trip revolved around visiting arty cities like New York, Chicago and Los Angeles to take classes, see shows and perform. As my post-vacation sadness begins to subside, now seems as good a time as ever to document my adventures. I will begin by recounting my time in New York City and the Del Close Marathon.