You would think a morning shoot at the beach would be a pleasant way to spend time. I suppose it is, except that there’s nowhere to sit if you’re wearing a dress.
So I kinda just stood around while the others sat all over the place.
On a tree root:
On the ground:
On the camera case:
It wasn’t too bad, really. I had a tree to lean on. My scene at the beach involved leaning on a tree with Fish.
The guys went to check out the tree and the scenary before the shoot started:
It drizzled a bit in the middle of the shoot, so the umbrellas came out.
Thankfully, the drizzle petered out after a while. I was worried about having to lean against a wet, slimy tree trunk.
Fate was in our favour. The tree didn’t get wet and our scene went smoothly. We were able to troop back to the food centre by noon to avoid being sand-baked on the beach.
Somewhere to sit down properly!
Of course, being perverse, I didn’t really sit down during the times I was able to rest between scenes. I went off to the side with Fish to camwhore while they were shooting Jan.
This is Jan, with Alexa:
This is Fish and me:
Next, me in my full costume, which I think is a little large for me, but which I quite like because it’s different and I think it makes me look more innocent than I actually am. Haha.
Fish in close-up:
Fish and me again:
There was so much camwhoring because it was the last day of shoot.
Fish even got a picture of me photographing myself. Duh.
He said he was very impressed by my camwhoring skills. Double duh. I don’t know if I should feel flattered or embarrased.
But camwhoring is tiring, to be honest, so I didn’t do it for too long. I turned my camera towards the set and got a picture of Shivani holding out the slate and grey card in front of Jan’s face.
Heheh. She looks a little harried.
I think it was because, at that time, a huge mass of dark clouds was seen heading our way and the crew went into a mad rush to finish up before the looming storm broke.
It was a sad time for me. The end of last days of shoots always is. I’ve gone on about post-production blues enough times, so you know what I’m talking about.
It was fun while it lasted, but that’s the whole problem.
The more fun it is, the harder to say goodbye.
