NEW YORK — On a warm, sunny afternoon in September, Eve Hewson was in Washington Square Park, retracing the steps of her past.
Raised outside Dublin, Hewson came to New York 12 years ago and enrolled at NYU's Tisch School of the Arts with the singular goal of making it as an actor. Her parents had only allowed her to apply to one drama school and, though she recalls vomiting from nerves after the audition, she made the cut.
"Now I look back on it and I'm like 'What the f— was I thinking?' But when you're 17, you're like, 'This is my one true dream. I'm not gonna have a plan B.' I had no other skills!" she says, her Irish brogue rising an octave in disbelief. As a pack of NYU freshmen — easily identified thanks to their matching purple T-shirts and name tags — crosses the street en masse, Hewson squeals with recognition: "Fresh meat!"
