For a moment I thought I had given up on doing my mobile phone adventures: I have been posting them for almost 5 years now and sometimes it is hard to keep motivated about doing them since editing and posting them takes a lot of time that I could be putting into bigger projects. I also bought a small camera to carry in my purse, which means I take less photos with my phone and then there is also instagram…
But don’t worry! I looked through my old MPAs yesterday and felt that it was a great way to be able to remember lots of small things and somehow have a visual record of my life, even if it is just for me… So here I am again.
During March, April & May I worked on several shoots, I went to Paris & Malaga to show Teeth in two festivals, spent time with my family, hid in a closet while there were tornado watches and also turned 31. It is strange to see me wearing a coat, hat and scarf in the first photo (below) when I am wearing a summer dress and sandals as I type this. Time flies! So I guess it is important to keep on preserving it this way. Without further ado, here is the latest installment of my MPA.
I am a freelancer and as a freelancer I do many things related to film for other people: I shoot, I edit, I direct, assist and, sometimes, I also get to art direct. This is something I particularly enjoy because it is creative, I get to work with my hands and it also enhances the story the director is trying to tell. For this particular shoot we were building a pine derby race track and I was asked to build crazy cars, which was so much fun. I called this one “Ghost Rider motorcycle hero“.
We built about 18 cars. This was the ‘rookie‘ car.
Ryan was in town during SXSW and we escaped the crowds to shoot a little teaser for his upcoming album.
We found this smiling water tower amongst a burnt forest. The funny this is that I had seen this image before even knowing I was going to live here.
Hello Paris! This was the view from my hotel room. Just looking at this picture makes me want to cry thinking about how grateful I felt for somehow being able to sit there, feeling the cool breeze on my face and watching everyone go about their lives.
I was really tired after such a long trip and so little sleep, so in the evening I decided to buy some food and eat it in my room while reading. This was my dinner and I felt like a total genius for coming up with such a perfect plan.
The next day I woke up at 7am. The screening wasn’t taking place until 7pm so I had all day to explore Paris. I decided I would walk from my hotel to Montmartre and back. I had forgotten that people in Europe tend to sleep in on Sundays and it was also the Paris Marathon, so I had the city almost to myself for a couple of hours.
There was a nun working inside the church. There was a big sign that said NO PHOTOS but the light was so beautiful I just couldn’t help it. She caught me taking this photo and scolded me. I pretended that I didn’t understand French.
I didn’t take any pictures at the screening or the dinner that followed it but I got to my hotel room at about 3am. My plane didn’t leave until 5pm the next day so I decided that I would walk around some more…
I had a Carmela Soprano moment.
I discovered that the trick to enjoying Paris is to have already seen all the tourist hot spots on a different trip and then avoid them at all cost. This time I just walked down normal streets and they were just as beautiful but much less crowded. I was impressed by this guy’s scarf. U_U
I do a thing where I always seek out perfection: I will look for the perfect restaurant and walk and walk and walk until it is too late and I am just stuck with bad options because everything else has closed. I was doing just that when I saw a lot of people queuing at a bread shop. I saw that they were buying sandwiches and taking them to the Luxembourg Gardens, so I decided to do the same. Without having sought it out, It was the perfect plan and it was so delightful to watch all the french girls talking to each other.
I did a handful of interviews talking about Teeth. This was Canal Sur’s building and it reminded me of a diplodocus’ head.
And then I went to Malaga to attend the Festival. It is a big festival and Spanish actors that are kind of famous go there. I saw kids waiting for them on the street at 8am while I walked to a screening.
The festival was rather chaotic. There were also many teenagers waiting for famous people, hoping that they could take selfies with them. You can see how confused they look while they search their mental databases for my face.
I don’t know why Allure sends me their magazine every month. I never subscribed and feel it is incredibly wasteful to do something like this. Reading “get a killer body” really tipped me over the edge. Allure, back off!