When I Look Back I

How Can You Work In Film And Still See The Overt Racism That Exists In Film And Not Just Be Furious All The Time?

I Was 3-years-old - To This Day It Is A Vivid Memory. My Family And I Were On A Boat, Catching Fish. As One Fish Was Caught, He Was Writhing, Then He Was Thrown Against The Side Of The Boat. You Couldn't Disguise What It Was. This Was What We Did To Animals To Eat Them. The Animal Went From A Living, Vibrant Creature Fighting For Life To A Violent Death. I Recognized It, As Did My Brothers And Sisters.

I Don't Bring My Life Into A Character At All.

I Had A Really Wonderful Upbringing. We Were A Tight Family. It Was Wonderful To Grow Up With So Many Siblings. We Were All Just A Year Or Two Apart, And We Were Always So Supportive Of Each Other. I Learned Everything From My Older Brother And Sister And Taught It To My Younger Sisters.

For Me, I'd Rather Have An Intense Experience Than Not.