Filming is hectic, relentless and time consuming. It’s great, don’t get me wrong but it has few moments in which to stop and smell the flowers. Schedules and budgets are tight as these are trying times for most industries and competition between channels and from the internet adds to the squeeze. Three weeks can spin by in a blur and before I know it I am injecting cats and dogs in Whitchurch instead of crashing through the thicket in South Africa chasing Eland.
When I first started in TV I didn’t look around enough and a lot of stunning backdrops just whooshed on by. Now I make sure I grab a few moments in the hurly burly of it all and just stop, even for just a few seconds, and appreciate just where I am. Often its first thing in the morning walking to breakfast or last thing, standing beneath unbelievable nighttime skies that I never get to see at home. Take a few deep breaths and take it all in.
The photo above was taken at dawn as the mist was rising and the dew lay thickly on everything. Nice.
When I first started in TV I didn’t look around enough and a lot of stunning backdrops just whooshed on by. Now I make sure I grab a few moments in the hurly burly of it all and just stop, even for just a few seconds, and appreciate just where I am. Often its first thing in the morning walking to breakfast or last thing, standing beneath unbelievable nighttime skies that I never get to see at home. Take a few deep breaths and take it all in.
The photo above was taken at dawn as the mist was rising and the dew lay thickly on everything. Nice.
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