In the kind of New England I'm from, you are expected to stay and marry somebody from New England - well, Maine, actually - so I think it was seen as a betrayal when I left for New York, which has been my refuge.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
Part of the reason for moving to New York was the sense that it just didn't matter how much work I did in England, I continued to be seen simply as a Redgrave. I did feel I could be who I am in New York and we all like to feel appreciated.
I'm one with New York, and New York is one with me. I grew up there; there's no escaping it. We're like Siamese twins, if you separate us, I'll die.
I'm a native New Yorker. Everything to do with New York feels like my family.
When you live in New York, one of two things happen - you either become a New Yorker, or you feel more like the place you came from.
I'm a born and bred New Yorker. I belong here. Everytime I leave it's like losing a leg.
My father and mother should have stayed in New York, where they met and married and where I was born.
I married an American. He was from the Pacific Northwest but went to law school in the South, so I was living in Virginia and North Carolina.
I do think New York prepares you for the crossection of personalities and realities on display when you leave the country, and I'd live somewhere else if I had a reason or burning-the-the-point-of-discomfort desire to do so.
I have tremendous affection for New York and my life, but I'm a satirist at heart. And it's easy to satirize New York.
I left New York in 2009 when I fell in love with someone who had a farmhouse in New Hampshire... Portland, Maine, felt like the inevitable place for us.