My creative journey started in the backyard when I fashioned a head piece for Dale Arden, love interest of Flash Gordon, from a roll of cellophane.
In first grade, I expanded my performance repertoire to include performances of “Green Door,” on the playground. While the other kids were enjoying their baby tunes, I was drawn to songs that celebrate drinking and smoking. My performance art evolved into baton twirling and acting in high school and junior college theatre productions.
After junior college, I was a flight attendant for five years. I was a great “stew,” except for a few flaws – fear of flying, vertigo, clumsiness, forgetfulness and bad judgment. And although I seem like a nice person, if any of the planes on which I worked crashed, I would probably have been the first one down the slide. Just kidding… Or am I?
I took another detour from my first love when I earned a masters degree in language sciences and speech/language pathology. Although helping people with communication disorders is challenging and rewarding, my love of performing laid dormant deep in my heart.
The course of my life changed in the summer of 2001. As part of my bucket list, I did a set for open mic night at the Laff Stop in Houston, Texas. A lot of my friends came to the show to support my madness. Their laughter gave me a false sense of talent.
After my stand-up comic success, I went on to perform at some cheesy venues and sports bar and some no-name-joint on the side of the Hardy toll road. I was booed and hissed a few times, but I was told that this is the way to earn one’s chops (whatever that means).
Performing at the Laff Stop started me down a creative path of no return. A writer friend in the audience that night connected me with Fieldworks Performance Workshops as well as donna e. perkins and the Archway Art Gallery Readers.
Through Fieldworks, I met jhon r. stronks, who became my performance collaborator, director, and roommate (also future caregiver?) Together, we crafted my 60th birthday, one-woman show: Margo: 60 & Un-censored.
One of the characters in my show, “the diva colon preparing for her day on camera,” was revived for the Houston Fringe Festival in 2009. That same year, I started filmmaking classes at Houston Community College – Spring Branch Campus.
I used to list places where I have performed and my videos have screened, but that seems like wasted space to me. All you need to know is that I am in my early 70’s and I plan to keep writing, performing and making videos until I am pushing up wild flowers or weeds.
Thanks for reading this!
In first grade, I expanded my performance repertoire to include performances of “Green Door,” on the playground. While the other kids were enjoying their baby tunes, I was drawn to songs that celebrate drinking and smoking. My performance art evolved into baton twirling and acting in high school and junior college theatre productions.
After junior college, I was a flight attendant for five years. I was a great “stew,” except for a few flaws – fear of flying, vertigo, clumsiness, forgetfulness and bad judgment. And although I seem like a nice person, if any of the planes on which I worked crashed, I would probably have been the first one down the slide. Just kidding… Or am I?
I took another detour from my first love when I earned a masters degree in language sciences and speech/language pathology. Although helping people with communication disorders is challenging and rewarding, my love of performing laid dormant deep in my heart.
The course of my life changed in the summer of 2001. As part of my bucket list, I did a set for open mic night at the Laff Stop in Houston, Texas. A lot of my friends came to the show to support my madness. Their laughter gave me a false sense of talent.
After my stand-up comic success, I went on to perform at some cheesy venues and sports bar and some no-name-joint on the side of the Hardy toll road. I was booed and hissed a few times, but I was told that this is the way to earn one’s chops (whatever that means).
Performing at the Laff Stop started me down a creative path of no return. A writer friend in the audience that night connected me with Fieldworks Performance Workshops as well as donna e. perkins and the Archway Art Gallery Readers.
Through Fieldworks, I met jhon r. stronks, who became my performance collaborator, director, and roommate (also future caregiver?) Together, we crafted my 60th birthday, one-woman show: Margo: 60 & Un-censored.
One of the characters in my show, “the diva colon preparing for her day on camera,” was revived for the Houston Fringe Festival in 2009. That same year, I started filmmaking classes at Houston Community College – Spring Branch Campus.
I used to list places where I have performed and my videos have screened, but that seems like wasted space to me. All you need to know is that I am in my early 70’s and I plan to keep writing, performing and making videos until I am pushing up wild flowers or weeds.
Thanks for reading this!