Meine kleine Welt

Home is where the heart is. Home is where the Wi-Fi connects itself. Home is where Siri still thinks I live. I’ve been away from home now for 6 months. I’ve never been away from home for more than 6 months. Over Christmas I spent some days at my dad’s house, and I thought what the heck am I doing moving so far away that I have to get on a plane every time I want to come home? Over Christmas I spent some days at my old flat, and I thought what the heck am I doing leaving friends, family and my cat behind? Coming back to the UK after Christmas strangely felt like a relief. All the worries slowly faded away, and I got reminded of why I chose to move away. Why I chose to leave my comfort zone, why I chose to leave everything behind. Why I chose to move to a new country with only two suitcases. I love the city I grew up in, and I won’t say that I’m never moving back. But for the past two years I felt like I needed to get out of there. I felt like if I don’...

Hey y'all! Did you miss me? No? Okay, cool. Anyways, I just wanted to let y'all know that I am still alive (barely) and that I had the best, the craziest, and the most stressful three weeks. First, we shot three other short films, one in Oxford and London and two around Beaconsfield. I had 20h workdays and sleepless nights with problems that needed solving in the last minute. I slept at our producer's mom's house (hope I did those apostrophes right) and worked from a kitchen floor. I ran after an SA that decided to grab some lunch without telling me and I tried keeping the mother of our child actress happy. I stood outside in the rain for two days and I stood in for the actors during lighting set ups. I learned about 100 new names during the last four weeks and forgot about 50 of them already. (sorry) And then, to top it all off, I flew home for the weekend to go to my best friend's wedding. I visited my family, did some business with my bank, did some ...

I've done it again. I've packed my bags once again and moved to another country. And this time it's for real. Those of you who know me know that I spent half a year living in Los Angeles and half a year living in Atlanta. And now I moved to the U.K.! Cause now I'm still able to live and work here without applying for a visa. Anyway, I got accepted at the NFTS in London (okay, not London directly, but I doubt any of you have heard of Beaconsfield before) and am now doing a 13-month diploma course in Assistant Directing!!!!! Still can't quite believe it myself, but for whatever reason I got accepted at one of the most prestigious film schools in the world. So, for the next 13 months I'll be living in the U.K., and if all goes well I'd like to stay for a wee bit longer (please don't kick me out.) I packed all my stuff from my old flat, left 90% at my dad's and flew over with only one suitcase full of clothes. It's like I'm living a mini...