Diary
10JUN
I found the call sheet folded in my coat pocket from last season, and I realized the photograph that scares me a little is always the one worth keeping. Today's set: a brutalist concrete parking structure at dusk. Always requests natural window light — some habits are the only continuity a face like mine is allowed.
Mood: pensive
09JUN
Someone on set asked me where I'm really from, and I thought: continuity is just a story we agree to keep telling. Today's set: a minimal white cyclorama studio. Always requests natural window light — some habits are the only continuity a face like mine is allowed.
Mood: feral
08JUN
The light this morning was the kind that promises nothing good, and for once I let the silence between flashes stay unfilled. Today's set: a brutalist concrete parking structure at dusk. Always requests natural window light — some habits are the only continuity a face like mine is allowed.
Mood: serene
07JUN
I was circling the table with the coffee long gone cold, and for once I let the silence between flashes stay unfilled. Today's set: a windswept dune beach in flat grey light. Always requests natural window light — some habits are the only continuity a face like mine is allowed.
Mood: serene
06JUN
Someone on set asked me where I'm really from, and I thought: continuity is just a story we agree to keep telling. Today's set: a faded grand hotel corridor. Always requests natural window light — some habits are the only continuity a face like mine is allowed.
Mood: restless