First of all, thank you all so much for the sweet comments to the approval of my O1B! It’s really awesome to know that actual people with thoughts and not dry visitor numbers read this blog. Keeps me going! So yes, on May 2nd my O1B visa petition was approved after a long process that ensured the premature death of many trees and nerve cells alike. But the massacre doesn’t quite end there. There are several official things that have to be done after the approval, not to mention personal things. So for anyone that’s interested in what happens after the O1 approval – or what should happen – I thought I’d give a little look in my current to do list, starting with the official stuff… Continue reading
After years of blood, sweat and tears and about two weeks of nerves getting fried waiting to hear from immigration, I can now finally announce that my O1 visa has been approved! I cried for about half an hour when I found out, and in fact I’m crying again right now…. I’m an actress, what do you expect? Them is happy tears though, with maybe a pinch of bittersweetness. This has been my dream for as long as I can remember and I can’t wait to finally move on with my life and start this adventure!
I do want to say something though, for everyone who might feel down or hopeless at the moment… Continue reading
Here’s something awesome: I filmed a short last week where I got to wear an insane superhero costume and the first screenplay I finished – a comedy pilot – was selected for a Dutch screenwriting event named “Het Schrijfpaleis.” This means professional actors will perform scenes from my screenplay after which a panel of film professionals and an audience gives feedback. If you’re in the Netherlands, you can be part of the audience and come check it out tonight at 8PM. For more information go here.
All the writing I have done recently has really made me realize how healthy it is… Continue reading
First things first: my visa application has been sent off! That means within three weeks my fate will be decided. Hopefully anyway. If there’s anything I learned from the visa process it’s that things always take longer than anticipated. Or maybe I’m overly optimistic in my planning. Either way, within the next month I will surely know a lot more about what my future looks like than I do now. In the meantime, I’ve been thinking a lot about “image.”
As you make your way in the film industry you sometimes encounter people that make themselves seem like more than they really are. In job interviews a little exaggeration about your resume and skills is rule more than exception of course, and not necessarily a bad thing, but I’ve met people that lied to the point where they made things up completely. And it taught me something… Continue reading
I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again: despite rumours of everyone being fake and out for themselves in Los Angeles, I’ve met some of the most genuine, kind and giving people there. Samba Schutte is one of them. (Yup, that’s Samba and not Thriller era Michael Jackson.) Samba is a Dutch-Mauritanian Actor who moved to Los Angeles on an O-1B visa a few years ago. He is now a regular at The World Famous Comedy Store and recently played the lead in the film Haleema that premiered at the Berlinale Film Festival.
I met Samba on my last trip to Los Angeles, and he’s helped me a lot with informing me on the visa proces and keeping faith while waiting those long, long months. And he was kind enough to want to share this information with you too! Continue reading
Newsflash: there’s been this financial crisis going on in the world. A recession. I’m sure you’re aware as not even children in the slums of India could avoid gaining this little piece of knowledge. I don’t personally join the doom and gloom apocalyptic attitude about it but I do notice its effects in my daily life. Obviously there are people losing jobs and struggling to keep businesses. However, as an actress I can’t help but notice something that while sad, also puts things in a refreshing perspective.
My group of friends mostly consists of university graduates. Lovely, smarty pants, double degree, cum laude graduates that I wish the world for. As I’ve gotten older, their paths have increasingly strayed from mine, until the recession put a little twist in that… Continue reading
The word “artist” is a weird one for me, and brings up some quite conflicting feelings. I’ve been called an artist since I was little and I would always think: “Why’d you have to go there?” Of course it was always meant as a compliment, but I hated the word, just like I once hated the word blogging. Yeah…
With the word artist I associated a self-pitying guy in skinny jeans lying on top of his paintings, tears about the suffering he endures for his art mixing with the randomly splattered paint. As if someone is forcing him to devote his life to painting. Yet a little more than a year ago, I was doing exactly what this image describes… Continue reading