I had no real education because I was in and out of schools so I decided that I would completely change my look, change my image, change my name and move to New York.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I came to New York when I was 21, 22. I couldn't speak English. I knew I wanted to go to fashion school.
I dropped out of school for a semester, transferred to another college, switched to an art major, graduated, got married, and for a while worked as a graphic designer.
Right when I turned 18, I moved to New York, originally for school, and then dropped out and just lived in New York.
I got to New York when I was eighteen. I was knocking around, trying to be an actor, writer, musician, whatever happened.
I just wasn't academic. I wanted to be in the real world.
I went to New York for the first time when I was in college for a school trip and, uh, it did not appeal to me. It was too much hustle and bustle. And I have since now found a New York where if I lived there now, I know where I would want to live.
I had tried to go to college, and I didn't really fit in. I went to a real narrow-minded school where people gave me a lot of trouble, and I was hounded off the campus - I just looked different and acted different, so I left school.
I went to an ordinary school in New York City with no other actors. I learned to compartmentalise different parts of my life. I was one person at home and then another person at work and for that reason my career didn't challenge my family life.
I was born in Harlem, raised in the South Bronx, went to public school, got out of public college, went into the Army, and then I just stuck with it.
My parents really wanted me to get out of New York, be exposed to other people, other ways of life.