Travel is frequently awesome, especially for work. The thrill of the alarm going off at 3:00 a.m. to catch the 6:15 a.m. to Austin, the trashy magazines and airport muffins, the sweet, sweet sounds of the TSA agent clucking disapprovingly over having to hand-search all the shot tapes. Continue reading: Austin (crew) »
June, 2008 Archive
Food, Glorious (Chinese) Food
San Francisco\’s foodie weekend was a tantalizing and calorie-splurging adventure for Sam, but also for many of the crew like myself. Though I swore I would jog every day just to allow myself to indulge a little more than usual, but I was too busy doing my job, and part of that job was clean-up crew. Let me explain. When we\’re shooting a food scene, I\’ve got my headphones on, and I\’m concentrating on the scene at hand, whether it\’s watching Sam eat from a gorgeous lazy Susan filled with dim sum (at Imperial Palace) or participating in a cooking competition in Berkeley at Kitchen on Fire. Now, after shouting, \”CUT,\” my sneaky hands somehow find a neglected dumpling, a freshly baked piece of sourdough (from Boudin Bakery) or a million-dollar cocktail (Harry Denton\’s Starlight Room). I can\’t help it. Sam couldn\’t help notice that I would get distracted whenever a new treat was put before the cameras, and being the generous sport she is, she\’d make sure that I could be the off-screen taster. That sounds better than clean-up crew, but essentially I was directing and eating on the fly. Yes, I can\’t ever complain about my job. Continue reading: San Francisco (crew) »
This will be my first trip back to Europe after doing \”Passport to Latin America.\” After spending two years traveling throughout Europe, I had gotten very good at shaking off jet lag. My body just acclimated immediately to a five- or six-hour time difference. But after having spent a year in Latin America, where the time difference averages two hours, I am completely out of time-change shape. I\’m so exhausted that at night, I can\’t sleep. Continue reading: London »
The Carnival Cruise show will be a full hour, but we only have four days to shoot it, which is usually the time we need to shoot a half-hour of … so it\’s a pretty busy schedule. Great thing about being on a cruise is you can fit a lot more into a show, seeing that everything is a 10-minute walk away as opposed to an hour\’s drive. In travel production, stamina and momentum are key, and nothing can kill that more than long drives to destinations or even a long lunch. So, even though the shoot schedule looks challenging on paper, we\’re all able to get into a zone. Of course this is great for everyone except Allan on camera, who might actually enjoy putting the 40-pound camera down for a spell. Another wonderful thing about shooting on a cruise is the plethora of bathrooms. After my last travels in China and Latin America, the thought of being no more than 50 feet away from a clean bathroom is just bliss. So I\’m sure you\’re thinking, \”She gets to go on a cruise with pools, spas, bars, food and partying, and this is what makes her happy?\” Yep, pretty much. Continue reading: Carnival Cruise »
Road Trip (to New Hampshire)!
Grab the Twizzlers, some \’80s mix CDs and an atlas! It\’s time to hit the road.
OK, it\’s a little different than the road trips from college, being that a television hostess sat shotgun (Twizzlers still remain, however). Continue reading: New Hampshire (crew) »
Now that the \”Cabo Fog\” has lifted …
Even before pre-production began, I could have told you that Cabo looks different through a camera lens than it does through the haze of Spring Break. Continue reading: Cabo (Crew) »
Turns out 160 miles per hour is fast. Who knew?
I\’m not a NASCAR fan. Nothing against fast cars, but I didn\’t grow up with it — so it never really crept its way into my consciousness. Sure, I could probably pick a driver or two out of a lineup if I had to, thanks to ESPN. I\’m not sure I was prepared for what 160+ mph would look like, sound like or feel like. Continue reading: Las Vegas (crew) »
It\’s Valentine\’s Day, and I\’ve just smashed, face-first, into a pane of Plexiglas.
I don\’t know what it is, but I tend to get hurt on shoots. Nothing major, but it\’s a good bet that when I come home, I\’ll have a few new bruises. I never go anywhere without Band-Aids, and I like to know where the nearest hospital is at all times. Just in case. Continue reading: Orlando (crew) »
We\’re in South Beach in February, which is exactly where you want to be in February, especially when you\’re from New York, which, coincidentally, unfortunately, and only mildly hilariously, is buried under a foot of snow AND in the midst of a flu epidemic. Conversely, I\’m in a tank top, covered in sunscreen, sitting on the beach. No wonder everyone hates me. Continue reading: Miami (Crew) »
We\’re on board the Carnival Inspiration, bound for Cozumel, Mexico, and four days of fun in the sun. I have this thing about always being prepared for anything (some might call it a compulsion, but I prefer to think of it as a quirk), which means that, even though everything and anything can be had in 12 decks or less, every day, my backpack contains the following: Continue reading: Carnival Cruise (crew) »