Saturday, May 5, 2007

1st sched.. It's a wrap...

30th April'07 is a day I'll remember as the the day I wrapped up my first schedule, which also means that the work i've done in the past month has been saved and printed and I c'nt go back and change anything, which can be a scary thought.

It has been a 21 day sched spanning the entire month of april, starting with the muharat on the 27th of March'07.

How do I feel... exicted/dissapointed/satisfied/.. Its tough to put an exact feeling to the entire experience. When I look back now, I realise its been a process... a process of learning (how to cheat light, to keep my ears open to the man behind the camera),a process of self discovery (shit this is how I sit/walk , shit this is how my hair looks, shit what are my hands doing,or cool that smile works, cool I like that improvisation, cool i like that expression), a process of trying to find comfort and ease in the situation, a process called being in the moment/acting.

I ve begun to realise that two things which drive me to work besides the fact that I want to be on the big screen. Its the simple joy of giving that good shot, its a sweet feeling which is hard to describe, you know it when it happens between 'action' and 'cut'. Getting your director's approval is an added motivation. I find that peace, calmness everytime I deliver that 'good' shot very addictive. I have started to enjoy being in that state.

Besides that, the second most important thing which makes me go do this job, is the happiness/joy which people around you, on the set transmitt. Its this positive vibe of being on a set where everyone looks forward to seeing you every morning, be it your sound recordist or the light man or the spot boy. This feeling makes you want to go out and do your best..

Its been 21 days of good work and I hope it gets better from here. Looking forward to doing even better work :-)

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Umm...since when does april have 31 days?

RandomlyIntentional said...

You got me..i guess when you are working you loose track of day/date..and sometimes even the calender. accept the faux-pas. Who is it anyways?