Walking onto a monstrous soundstage I’m instantly transported back to my childhood fantasies.
The overwhelming, yet familiar space encourages me to stand taller.
The skeleton of the set reminds me of my grandma’s doll house.
The air is cool and the Hollywood haze fills the scene—they call it atmosphere—it’s a dream.
I pinch myself under a gigantic movie light: stay present. These are the moments that I will undoubtedly look back on when I feel like I’m never going to work again.
Crew, talent, craft service, and a lot of smoke and mirrors; it’s a collaborative process and I’m grateful for the job.
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