From first day of work earlier this week here in Cape Town (normal shoot, no awkwardness haha). Thought we were going to melt away in that rooftop studio (think greenhouse), but at least it sure came with a view.
Cape Town is different. Sure a part of modeling is doing a lot of castings. Running around to different places showing potential clients I exist. Showing my portfolio, snapping some polaroids, maybe trying some clothes and do a walk. In CT though, there’s lots of moving image/film/video. Commercials, acting. There’s still no auditions you’ve prepared for though. Most of the time you walk into a room and have no idea what you’re about to do until you’re told right there and then. Then it’s just to push your thinking self aside and go.
I remember last time I was here (2013). I’ve pretended to serve yogurt to my imaginary family around an imaginary table. I’ve been having water fights without water. I’ve been acting like a proper stereotypical man high fiving my mates, drinking beers and talking about ‘that hot chick from the party last night’. Standing in front of a rolling camera and they tell me to introduce myself… and then “Ok you just won the lottery. Go!” and you just go, until they interrupt you saying “Alright stop, your friend just died. Go”. Sometimes with just one random person behind a camera, sometimes with the entire line of other models watching. And every time I go through the same stages.
1. Before: nervous, thinking what the hell am I doing here, get the fuck out. No. Wait. Ok. Just do it. Stop thinking.
2. During: disappearing in my own bubble and just do. Just being, just acting. And it’s so much fun.
3. After: that was fun! Let’s do it again? Again again again!
Then there’s times when you actually get some information beforehand. And sometimes it’s really just for the better to not know before..;
This one did sound worse than it was though haha, but talk about food orgasm..
It’s scary, it’s fun and I love it. This is what I’m back to now and I’ve already been through some awkward moments. Wish me luck!
Favourites? Always. Pic three and five this time. No3 for the hair and face (I wouldn’t mind hair like that, always. Well apart from the fact it was windy and the hair was all over the place), no5 for the whole of it and because of legs (yep, I said it).
First work week in Cape Town, South Africa, has been hectic. It started out crazily warm – trust me it ain’t easy to run around in 36C and still look fresh and non sweaty at castings haha.
There’s been too little sleep, tough circuit morning training in full blown disco mood (lights and smoke machines at the gym is something for sure), agency agency agency, go&sees, castings, catch ups, braai (South African bbq), heat, and wind.
Now I’m stuck with a sore throat but have an entire free weekend ahead. I heard someone whisper about beaches, beach volley and surf competitions.