Since starting Cinema Production at DePaul I have worked on many short films. Being on location brings me to places I would have never gone and shows me things I would have never seen. I feel like I have seen so much more of Chicago, and I love it. It’s given me the opportunity to take some cool photos of the city and of some really strange things…Here are a few photos I’ve taken on the way.
Sound, Speed. Camera, rolling. Scene 1A Take 1. CLAP!
Over and over I dream, shot 1, shot 2, shot 3, shot 4…but for some reason the shot never seems to change. The name changes and the director and the DP act like we’re getting somewhere but from my perspective it looks like the same shot. I look closer at the subject…it’s me! How can this be? I’m running sound, I have a mixer attached to me, boom pole in hand, yet right there in front of me is me! It’s weird though, I’m sleeping. Every time the director yells “Cut” actor Kelli wakes up hits the snooze button and goes back to sleep for the next shot…the next shot which happens to look exactly the same. The confusion builds in sound Kelli as the shots continue until I become more and more conscious and realize it’s almost 7:30 A.M. I get out of bed in a panic, I have to work at 9:00!
I take a two minute shower, make my outfit, hair and makeup look presentable. Usually I try to leave the house a little after 8:00 A.M. since the morning rush of the Red Line can take a little longer than the average commute to the Loop, I was pushin’ it.
Not only do I have to be at work at 9:00 A.M. but I have to return sound equipment to the Cage at DePaul. The equipment is due by 12 P.M. but I work until 5:00 P.M. The Cage opens at 9:00 A.M, how do I manage this? I have to be the first one in line at the Cage at 9, pray that the employees get to work on time and if I’m lucky I can be at my desk across the street at the College of Law by 9:05.
Needless to say by the time I get to the train stop this morning (with a suitcase full of equipment by my side) I came to terms with the fact that I’m going to be late. Stop after stop more and more people get on the train, it seems like even more than usual. My face is in the armpit of one person while my butt is against someone else’s, I start sweating in my scarf and leather jacket, feeling a bit claustrophobic. I close my eyes listening to Lindsey Stirling, trying to imagine I’m the only one on the train and it’s me playing the violin, it calms me down.
I open my eyes and look up to see what stop we’re at….North and Clybourn, then I read, 7:44 A.M. Wait, what?!
I start laughing silently to myself, I most definitely forgot to change my alarm clock and my oven for Daylight Savings. I’m not going to be late to work…I’m going to be early.
I celebrate my silliness with a lemon poppyseed muffin and a blog writing session.
This Daily Prompt was from a few days ago, but I’m given it a go for today!
Something the most people probably don’t know about me….
Well, some people know about this, particularly my close relatives, but most people don’t know that I, Kelli, am addicted to journals.
There is something exhilarating about filling the wonderfully blank pages with my thoughts, findings and ideas throughout my days. I have a journal from middle school, from high school, from my years at Purdue, from my internship/summer in Chicago in 2012, from my summer in Boston in 2013, from my 12 days in Europe and I currently have one that I started when I began classes at DePaul. But also, I have one I write film/creative ideas in, I have one I write poetry in, I have one I write quotes in, I have one I write about my family in, I have one I make goal lists and write about milestones in, I have one I write about sound in, one I write about editing in, one that I draw in and one that I carry with me in my purse for notes on the go.
Maybe this is too many…but some how I keep it straight. And I love it. My life is going to be well documented, and since about 2010, a lot of it is documented in cursive, because why not…it’s a dying art.
Now that people like my mom and my aunt know about my journal fetish…they buy me more. And sometimes I just can’t pass up a deal at TJ Maxx or Target…”Journal for $3.00! Yeah okay, I’ll use it eventually!”
My journals have sort of become scrapbooks as well. When I was in Boston I started taping in little memories of the places I went to go along with my writing. I’m the kind of person who likes to save silly stuff like a napkin from a coffee shop with its logo on it (don’t worry it’s unused) so I decided why not incorporate those things in my journals instead of having a box of stuff I don’t always remember where I saved it from.
It’s a strange bit of my life that not a lot of people know about, that’s for sure. But it’s a very important part that brings me so much joy. I get to read what my past self wrote (some of it really childish and goofy) and realize that I really am growing as a person, as a writer and as a creative thinker.
Cheers to all that write in journals, keep it up!
This week has not been the easiest. I was so excited to be home in Michigan for my mom’s 50th birthday, when I got off the Megabus on Sunday evening I left my purse behind. Yes, my blue Italian leather purse that I bought in Florence, Italy last June on my Europe trip. The really sad part is this is the second time I’ve left it behind in the past two months, but this time, I think it’s gone for good.
This also means I lost my credit card, debit card, DePaul ID, CTA UPass, driver’s license, awesome ID case I got in Boston, my 16GB SD card, my compact mirror I got from a good friend of mine, a necklace from my mom, my good chapstick, movie tickets I hadn’t put in my collection yet, possibly a flash drive, and a brand new pack of gum.
Most of these things are replaceable, and overall I’m handling the loss quite well. Luckily, my purse had seen better days and was wearing out anyway, though it would have been a nice keepsake. I waited until today to seriously act on the situation, I finally received a response to my lost item report from Megabus and they said they were unable to find it so I figured it was time.
I canceled my credit cards, a new Discover Card is on the way! I went to Chase Bank down the road from me and got a new debit card right then and there. I was there for five minutes tops. What a wonderfully convenient service, thanks Robert, from Chase Bank!
Next, I was off to the DePaul Center to get a new DePaul ID ($15) and a new UPass ($50), I have to wait a week for the UPass but at least it’s all taken care of!
Now I have to figure out my driver’s license situation…The license I lost was from Indiana, (the vertical pre twenty one years of age kind, I guess I finally have a reason to get a horizontal one). But technically, I am a resident of Michigan now since that’s where my parents moved to, and I physically live in Illinois, needless to say getting a new license is going to be a process. The good thing is I don’t have to drive in Chicago, so it can wait, and now I have another purpose for my passport!
My lesson learned from this…This happens to everyone at some point, somehow, and it is inconvenient but there are a lot of helpful people and companies to help you through it. More importantly when the bus driver says make sure you have all of your belongings as you’re leaving the bus, MAKE SURE YOU HAVE YOUR FREAKING PURSE!
Living in Chicago has been a blast. I’ve met so many new people, been to cool places, and I love my program thus far! I am almost done with my first film project! The tough part has been finding a job. I applied to many different places in retail, restaurants, studios…nothing was working, until last Friday! I had an interview for DePaul’s Student Temporary Services and I was offered a job that day! I started work this past Monday.
What this means is I am basically a Temp worker for the university. My manager is contacted by different departments around DePaul’s campus when they need extra help in their office or on a project. If it works with my schedule then I could get assigned to that department for the time needed. My first job has been at the DePaul University Legal Clinic as a receptionist. Today is my third day, it’s been an experience. I don’t know much about legal advice or how law school is structured but I’m beginning to learn. One thing I know for sure is that the DePaul Legal Clinic does not take walk-ins!! The number one kind of call I have been receiving is people looking for legal council. Part of my job is to refer these callers to surrounding clinics..so if you need a legal referral in the Chicago area, I’ve got your back.
It’s challenging to be a temp…getting to know a new office, learning the best way to contact each person in the office, knowing who to ask what, knowing who comes in when, relaying messages, answering different types of phone questions (that usually I have know idea how to answer..especially legal advice, thank goodness for the trusty binder they gave me) and basically just figuring out their office flow.
Nobody likes change, I can imagine having a temporary receptionist or office person is frustrating…they are supposed to know things..and their the one asking questions? Fortunately, I’ve been lucky at this first job. Everyone has been really nice and helpful. I will definitely learn a lot as I float around to different departments; about different topics and about different styles of office life…it’ll be an educational experience and kind of a human experiment at the same time.
The best part about this job now is that it is in the building next door to my apartment building. I currently exist among four buildings and they’re all within a block! I hope this continues throughout the Winter!
This song doesn’t totally apply…but like me, It’s Temporary.