By then, all of my friends were buying stereos and having babies. I waited tables at the Pierre Hotel and went on auditions. During a rehearsal, my teacher said, “Oh, (pause), you’re good.”Īfter my last year of college at the University of Texas, I moved to Washington, D.C., then to New York. When I moved to Munich for my second year of college, I began to take acting seriously. Acting became a passion after I watched ancient Greek plays performed at the foot of the Acropolis in Athens. I spent my first year in college in Greece. There was an intoxicating sensuality there, and I fell in love with the country. Each day I was overcome by the smell of jasmine, lemon and orange trees and roses. It was circular with French doors that opened to fragrant trees in our backyard. The furnishings were beautiful, and the house looked down at the bluest water.įinally, I had my own bedroom. We rented the house of a shipping magnate.
In 1976, my dad was appointed commanding officer at a base in a town called Nea Makri, on the eastern coast. The house that changed me most was in Greece.