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FIM Motocross World Champions

LoveMyTime Motocross from Italy

by Shelley D. Brienza


I'm watching this motocross race on TV and thinking of my son, Kyle, who races locally and across NYS in District 3 races. This show is a 34 minute race held this one day in the pouring rain on a difficult looking course. It's almost like I'm actually at the race as I feel myself tensing up, wondering who is going to fall as the track gets slicker. I've never heard of this race before. I was flipping through the channels and found myself "glued to the tube" when I found this airing.


The announcers are getting worried that accidents are about to happen as the track becomes like an ice skating rink. I see some familiar sponsors listed like, KTM, Honda, Suszuki, Yamaha, Red Bull and Thor to name a few. Even more were there that I didn't recognize at all.


Someone is down! Possible collarbone injury as this man sits on the side of the course covered in mud. Boy! Does that all sound familiar! My son Kyle has crashed, been run over, tipped over or hit by other racers...you name it. Kyle still says, "Mom, is the tire track still on my back?" "Yes, Kyle it is still there", I say. "My battle scar", he says.


The mud is flying and the racers are sliding and flinging mud into the stands where all the spectators are watching with their umbrellas in hand. I didn't know motocross was a worldwide sport. They have 10 minutes left to the race. What a mess, the track, the racers, the billboards and more. This track reminds me of Royal Mt. Motocross but on a much larger scale. The jumps are numerous. The track is slick. These racers have skill and percision as they fly into the air over the jumps and into the high and wet, messy berms.


Only 6 minutes left to this race as the tension mounts. Second place is only 8 seconds behind the leader. Man! I am tired from just watching all this! I cannot imagine how these racers keep going with their strength and stamina, never letting up. Less than a minute to go, the back end slides out on one rider as the rain continues to pick up. It is really a tough ride through the ruts, flipping between ruts and back on the track they go.


The winners piled up like this, as far as what make bike make won, Honda and Yamaha all the way! It's over now and I can breathe again or until my son Kyle decides to race again. It was a good race to watch. Time out!

 

Kathryn’s Korner 5-11-08

Progressive Artists Agency and a photo shoot


When I was living in
Los Angeles, I tried doggedly to get the Progressive Artists Agency to represent me. I can’t remember the guy’s name, but I sent a picture and resume in hopes that would be enough of an in to get me an interview.


I had done this hundreds of times as any actor trying to get an agent does. There is a small coveted green paper-back book called the Ross Reports. This dynamo magazine had every agent in town listed along with their address and phone numbers.


The first step is finding a photographer to shoot professional head shots for you. I used a girl named Erin Flynn. Some friends had great pictures made by her and referred me to her.


So I went in for the shoot. She asked me to bring music that I really liked to relax me and I brought in some James Taylor.


Before going to the shoot, I had to get professionally made up. A friend of mine did it for me because I couldn’t afford a professional make-up artist and I didn’t really know anyone to do it anyway.


Next came meeting with
Erin in her studio and setting up lighting for each shot. Erin and I talked in great detail about the kind of picture I wanted in terms of how I wanted to portray myself. I wasn’t interested in looking for “glam” shots. More, I wanted a down-to-earth, “real” looking pictures.


Getting to achieve this is very difficult when you are in front of lights and a camera.  After the shoot, you get what’s called a “contact sheet” which has all the photographs on one long continuous piece of photo paper.


Upon selecting a picture, I went to a photo reproduction place where I could choose the font and placement of my name on the head shot.


This all cost a lot of money, so I cut corners wherever I could.

Finally a box of 100 to 200 pictures came in the mail and then begins the process of attaching a theatrical resume to the back and mailing them to potential agents and or producers.


You didn’t include a cover letter, as the picture and resume spoke for itself.

I was delighted when Progressive Artists Agency phoned my after receiving my packet. They were a very reputable agency and known for taking on unknowns.

Bottom line was, I met with a guy who talked in pretty great detail about my career goals and I really thought he was going to take me on as a client.


But as with so many interviews, this one went nowhere.

I was just one of hundreds of nameless-faceless interviews he had and sadly he didn’t take me on as a client. I had no real explanation. Unfortunately that was the norm for out there.


In comparison, when a singer tries out for American Idol, they are given immediate feedback, which is something I really missed when I lived in L.A. There were a lot of smiles and “Thank yous” without any real response that would be helpful-no constructive criticism or any idea what to do differently.


Kathryn Spira, a native of Cleveland who pursued an acting career in NYC and Los Angeles, now pursues free lance writing from
Caroga Lake in Fulton County. Previous columns may be accessed at her web site www.kathrynskorner.com

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