New to the Asheville, NC area, I am looking forward to being a part of the talented film community here.
My day job is in the mentoring/counseling field with flexible shifts and this has allowed me to work with some local filmmakers on several interesting projects and I look forward to continuing my engagement with the local film community.
Before moving to Asheville, I was a student at the University of Wisconsin, Milwaukee (UWM) where I graduated in 2018 with a degree in film. I was a member of the Production Club at my school for my first year and went on to be selected as the club’s Producer and Officer, successfully running the club for the next three years.
I had some wonderful teachers at UWM, including Tate Bunker, Sky Hopinka, and the late Ken Wood. My favorite classes included: Zen, The Art of Filmmaking, Director of Photography, Horror, and The Business of Screenwriting. The connections with my professors and fellow students were the most valuable assets from that chapter in my life and I long for the time when we can all gather again to work on a collaborative project.
My years in Milwaukee were the longest time I have spent in one city. From a very young age, my family moved from place to place on an average of every two years. It was incredibly fun and exciting to move all over the world and meet and become friends with so many different people.
Amidst all the travel were two constants for me and my younger sister and brother. 1) We all were homeschooled. In fact, my first class in “normal school” was my first day in college, where I graduated with honors. 2) We were all on the saber fencing circuit for many years, bringing home gold medals and high rankings. My sister and I traveled around the world for years representing the US in our sport.
I want to use my life to explore, take risks, and connect with people along the way. Which is great because, as far as I can tell, that’s what life wants for me and if I should be allowed to philosophize for a moment, for us all as human beings.
Within a voiceless, fantastical present-future, heavily masked figures stand within what seems to be a cargo train as they travel throughout the night and arrive at their destination in order to carryout their solo dances. The judge allows the performers to offer only small portions of their contemporary routines before harshly buzzing each of them off stage.
Our main character begins to ponder the fruitlessness of this cycle as she sits in an enchanted room bustling with mesmerizing activity while a visionless wardrobe attendant hurriedly goes through the motions of preparing her for the stage.
The dancers repeatedly travel, present their art, and receive the buzz of failure from judges until one day the main character’s eyepiece cracks and falls away to reveal her innate sense of sight. She discovers her own unadorned skin and wakes up to the ineffectuality of the maze of unfulfilling circumstances that make up her life.
She confronts the next judge who rejects her efforts and reveals his specious nature. Trying to help her fellow voyagers, she lifts the mask from the next contender who, overwhelmed by the anxiety of learning of her own essential power, pulls the mask back down to cover her face, thus returning to the life she knows.
The main character reveals a dejected and despairing posture, sharply contrasting with her bold and sweeping choreography. Unable to face the challenges of a new way of life without help from her cohort, she returns to the train and rides on into the night wearing a fully repaired mask.