Time to retire!

I always knew this point would come one day and I figured it'd happen when I'm past 30. Yes, I am actually 31 (my profile only shows apparent age, not the factual one, ha!) and I feel it's time to move on. 

In the 10 years of my modeling (AND acting) career I've experienced ups and downs but now, looking at it after all those years, I see mainly what was amazing about it: traveling, freedom - financial and schedule-wise, learning to get tougher in negotiations, coping with all sorts of human behaviour... There are downsides, no doubt ("how much money will I make this month?", "oh no, my booking just got cancelled!" and so forth). 

But I've also managed to put my finger on this very mysterious job - a model. 

So what's this job like? Here's what I've found and I hope it will help the next generation! 

What does a model REALLY do? 

It starts out with getting yourself onto all possible sites that have castings, jobs, etc. Make sure you know how to tell a scam from a legitimate offers! There's a section on this on MM Edu - you must know this. Get decent polaroids done and no, I don't think you need to spend hundreds on that. A good Iphone, a friend or family member who can take a good shot and that's all you need. This is how I got into my first (reputable) agency called Modelplus in Warsaw. It's true that nowadays more and more agencies will want to see professional pictures but if you're not 100% certain you can tell a good photographer from a bad one, don't do it. As much as TFP is beneficial for you to get comfortable in front of the camera and you'll be able to see improvement with each shoot, I found that it rarely got me paid work. I don't want to discourage anyone from doing it but after about 2 years of modelling I preferred hiring someone for my test shots. 

"Hiring someone for test shots? But you just said not to do it..." Yes. Now, I decided, after a couple of years, to work mostly freelance. I had worked out what was needed and wanted from me and from my shots and I knew how to tell a GWC from a pro and NOT get ripped off. This takes some observation, perhaps guidance, but as you get more experienced you'll "know". 

"What's the best way of getting jobs?" 
Personally, I've found this to be word of mouth. You have to start somewhere (casting sites, hoping perhaps an agency will take you - and don't forget: IT'S A NUMBERS GAME. Replying to 1 casting per day or contacting a couple of photographers per week won't get you anywhere). But the best stuff is when someone can recommend you. I've had innumerable jobs without even going to a casting simply because a friend said I was a good model. And I got hired. And the pay was probably better than the one offered on casting sites. Again, it doesn't happen overnight but it teaches you to always be friendly, reliable, on time - simply professional. 

And speaking of professionalism - I had made it a point to always reply to requests and emails, even if I couldn't make it. Not only is it good manners but also... this person could be interested in working with you later or might appreciate you wrote to them and... recommend you to a friend. And here goes word of mouth again! 

As far as castings are concerned, no matter how stressed you are - try not to show it. These can be stressful, especially at the beginning but the funny thing with those, and it always made me laugh, that the less I cared about landing the job the more likely I WAS going to land it. Time and time again. This doesn't mean to show up looking your worst and being rude but... it's just one of those inexplicable things that seem to be very much part of the show biz, including modelling. 

It's not an easy job, despite the apparencies. I've found it quite hard physically; like shooting a summer collection in winter. Outside. All day... Zero financial security - and on that note, make sure your financial record and taxes and all are in good order because tax inspections don't just happen to "other people" and I've heard some gruesome stories. It takes a great deal of persistence and thick skin. So if you have that - go for it. Don't forget it has its own "magic" to it. You'll find out soon enough. 

Now go and make me proud, Little Grasshoppers! 

Much, much love to you all and I wish you my very Best!! 

Magda 

My funny Valentine

Her: I forgot how falling in love worked.

Him: well, it's somewhat contained in the expression: you fall, you break.

Her: so it's better not to. 

Him: I like falling.

Her: it's a drug.

Him: a bit.

Her: but when you fall, you hurt yourself.

Him: I have knee pads.

Her: So you have to protect yourself?

Him: nah, potato head, you need to live things and be honest with yourself and your needs. See it as falling into heaven...

Her: and when you really break in two during your fall, well... do you die and go to heaven?

 Or hell?

The art of letting go

I can be a control freak. 

I hated the thought of not knowing where I was going and what the future would bring. 

The last days of 2016 come with another beautiful lesson; I consider it to figure amongst the most valuable ones: letting life do its job. 

In my last entry (click here) I mentioned that we gain understanding about our paths mostly through retrospective. I used the image of connecting dots to see the resulting picture. Wanting to control will make the lines look forced; insouciance and confidence however will render the plainest picture interesting. "It's a dull image but look at those nonchalant contours".

Either way, we're undertaking a journey being blindfolded. The question is, are we courageous enough to hit the fast lane anyways or do we take tiny steps apprehending danger at every corner? 

On a side note, I discovered one has to truly learn to give and expect nothing in return. Nothing in return. At all. Really. And that is, it seems, the only way you can be above the obsession of control. Because no matter what comes your way, when you have no expectations you will welcome just about ANYTHING with an open mind. 

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I wrote this two days ago and I'm reading it again now. I'm really good at giving advice, perhaps I should follow it from time to time? But joking aside. I realise that getting rid of old habits doesn't happen over night; it's a discipline. It's reminding myself constantly that I want to change something. It's making the same mistake again and correcting it. Again and again. Until one day it becomes part of me.

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Life is what happens while we try to make plans. And in all honesty, I'm not sure I could have written a better scenario for mine than it did for itself.

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What a coincidence...! Or is it?

"Whatever Lola wants,
Lola gets...."



About a week ago I posted about coincidences on my Instagram (click here) and about people that you have a special connection with (click here) In my last note I also wrote about how my phone got stolen.

Ever since I must have entered some sort of curvature in time and space that not only got me into some of the most improbable happenstances but it seems to be looping also; my brand new phone (which I bought to replace the one that got stolen on Tuesday) was stolen from me.... yesterday. This time I was lucky however and the thief still had it on him when he got caught by my guardian angel!

At the same time I feel I'm daring more and more to be myself and I have experienced both personal and professional growth which is most satisfying. Apparently nothing is free in life so perhaps this is the price I'm paying for success...? So be it! I'm not intimidated and I'm not backing off.

As a matter of fact, I want to get into more trouble and I want more signs of success. Life without the courage to live is merely "existing"!! You might as well skip it, you know.

I like to think that the coincidences and connections that occurred (ever since the aforementioned publications) were self-fulfilled prophecies. There was a post in September (hclick here ) asking the universe for what you wish to occur. I guess I shouldn't be surprised; some time ago I concluded that the course of our lives can only be understood through retrospection - never in the spur of the moment. Each day is a dot and the they only connect into lines once you're able to look at the past from a distance.

Ninja model - why it's better to NOT steal my phone

As some of you might have seen in my statuses, I got mugged on the 12th of December at 1:00am.

A lot of folks here asked what happened (others also exhibited a plain lack of concern - which is a great way of telling true friends from fake ones).

I didn't know I had ninja powers. But I have no other explanation.

The perpetrator sneaked up on me from behind as I was calling a friend. He got hold of my phone, and probably didn't expect I was going to hold on to it for as long as I did - as he eventually managed to take it I turned around, grabbed his scarf and started.... strangling the guy. I strangled him so hard I had blood all over my hand. NOT a joke. It's what when nails break at the wrong place.

Anyhow.

He managed to run eventually and me after him with my high-heeled boots and a heavy - but fancy -handbag (this deserves a note to self: next time you get attacked carry less useless, only-females-know-why-they-have-this-on-them-anyways articles). At that point I decided I was going to use my secret weapon - opera trained lungs. 

Balenciaga in my hand and working on my high C, I managed to attract enough attention to get people to join me in my late night marathon. I'd lost sight of him for a short moment but there he was. Panting and looking rather exasperated the aggressor has found himself in the firm clutch of a strong pair of male arms. 

He said he'd bring us to where the phone was. He lied.

He managed to escape again which was another occasion to do my opera-marathon with new people. We must have been around 10... 

This time we wouldn't let hold of him.   I've rarely seen that much "who the living hell is this chick?!" on somebody's face when I politely (fact!) asked him to render the loot. As a matter of fact, I was surprised by myself as much as he was but surely I wasn't going to admit. The timing seemed perfect to also make use of my acting chops.

As badass as I managed to make this sound and as much as I'd like to give it a happy ending, there isn't one. The police didn't find the phone and had to release him after 24h.

I don't know why one would get into the trouble of stealing a telephone that will be blocked instantly anyways. Is the 40€ you'll sell its pieces for on Ebay really worth the hassle? I mean, you could have actually done something with your life in those 24h. Read my blog for example. You'd have known I don't let people f-word with me much. 

Good luck to you and I hope you'll find a better reason to be treading this Earth. 

Find the one who hears your music the same way you do - T. Kearby

Looking back at 2016, and even earlier than that, I've come to a grim conclusion - I know this might seem like an odd thing to say because "Magda is such an optimist".

First of all, fuck this. It's been a long time since I've wanted to say "fuck". I never use swear words when writing - not very ladylike, is it! "Magda is so classy". Well, fuck this. I've had it. I'm DONE! I'm done pretending. 

Why is it that we think we have to prove something to the world by living our life? Seriously!! Career, looks, the area our apartment is in.... I reminisce 2016, and I'm asking myself "What the living fuck have you been doing since the turn of the millennium, Magda??"

Can I honestly look back and say I created the life I wanted? It might look like that on the outside but there are cracks starting to show, undeniably and more and more. You can live in denial of who and what you are only for that long before going mental.

Fuck!!!!

Here's the thing, I'm done. There comes a point where you either look the tiger in the eye and grab it by its horns (well, not exactly but you get my point) OR you sort of peek at it and then pee yourself and get eaten.

The first slap to wake me up came from my dear @lutz_huelle who said "It's quite astonishing, you're witty and smart which stands in complete opposition to the image you convey in social media". Why, thank you, no one's ever told me I looked like a stupid bimbo in a more sophisticated way than you  did, my friend. Chapeau.

Joking aside, suddenly I realised I couldn't blame "karma" or the universe for the kind of guys I was attracting - I alone was the culprit! Putting there an image of me that... wasn't me; thinking in terms of quantity of likes rather than their quality. Interestingly enough, some of my favourite images (to keep Instagram as an example) get the lowest number of likes BUT the people who give them are the people whose friendship and opinion I value most. 

I think they might hear my music the same way I do.

By doing the right things according to your personal truth you invite rightness into your life. By doing anything that violates your integrity you invite chaos and frustration.

In 2017 I'm... letting go. There are things and people I don't need. It is possible to live without anybody's approval to be the way I want to. Amen.

What are you waiting for?

I had a tendency to postpone my goals "until later" only to wind up discovering I waited too long. I'd consider my goals weren't as important as those of the people around me - or my talent even sufficient. 

Well, I've made a shocking discovery recently: I was wrong. I had wasted precious time questioning my ability to do what I wanted and waiting until I'm "ready".

What changed? I decided to do things NOW. Waiting, postponing, doubting - these were things that were banned from that moment on. I even went so far as to exclude those people that made me feel "worth less". 

It didn't happen overnight. It started with a decision however, and as I saw the changes it brought about I knew I'd found the right path. The truth of the matter is, you KNOW. You might not have the courage to do it immediately but you KNOW what you should be doing. 

When you postpone achieving your goals you not only take time for granted ("I'll do it later" - you might not even be here "later"...!) but you're actually purposely choosing to not live the life you want. Sounds harsh? Absolutely. But think about it this way - what could be possibly more important than YOUR purpose? Yes, there's a ton of things that stand in our way. No one said it's going to be easy. But how much harder is a purposeless life, devoid of dreams?

My certainty in this matter grew day by day. I started by just doing a little bit, one step at a time. Within just a couple months - a few weeks, in fact - I had the most life changing events occur. Better and faster than what I could have wished for and... it's just the beginning.

About three weeks ago I was modeling for a designer friend of mine, Lutz Huelle. He has a t-shirt that says "World Peace Now". It got me thinking; I realised there were a lot of things that should be happening NOW. I wanted a t-shirt that would remind me that I needed to act. Fast. Putting aside everything that wasn't conducive to my goals. 

Within the minute I contacted my friend Alexander who has a t-shirt line in the U.S. He loved the idea and decided NOW deserved to be a movement. As I'm writing this article I'm wearing my very own NOW t-shirt.

It's up to you to live the life you want.

Launching tomorrow:

HTTP://www.now-movement.com

The Pretend Game

There's a game I like and it's called the Pretend Game.

When I was little I pretended I was a princess - now I wonder why I ever stopped?

I don't remember when it happened. My only guess is that some know-best grown-up came along and told me to "be an adult about it"; that life was a serious thing. Oh, and that I should already know what I wanted to do later on because I too would have to pay rent one day, and taxes and bills. Don't forget the only thing that measures your success is the number of zeros on your paycheck at the end of the month. So in order to have a life that has a meaning at all you'll "work hard" and also "worry" because, you know, there's not enough jobs for everybody. Economy's bad. And then one day you'll end up bankrupt and dead because the bailiff came and he took everything, even your hamster.

Yeah. Really?

It's true to the degree you wish to follow a certain behaviour pattern in society and there's nothing wrong with it. 

Only there's everything wrong with it as far as it concerns... _me_.

I have to admit to something I do every now and then: I actually quite frequently ponder about how unbelievably lucky I am to live the life I have. As I'm writing this I'm on a plane from Berlin to Paris, back from work...... little Polish girl following destiny's "higher plans". 

Or is she? 

Because I very well remember the day I decided what I wanted and simply pretended it was already happening. Yes, I pretended; not only did I _make_myself believe I could have what I wanted but I also imagined I already had it. This included images, situations, emotions (I mean very literally my heart would start beating faster and I'd get genuinely excited). Like an actress. 

You'll notice it includes another word and that is: "act". If you want something you have to act. Do stuff. The first thing you need to _do_ is decide what you want. Not what is "real" but name exactly and very specifically what you'd want. It doesn't have to be - and as a matter of fact _shouldn't_be - serious or heavy. The "lighter" and more insouciant you can be about this the more likely it's going to happen. The trick is not clinging to it and "wanting it so badly it hurts". Have you ever noticed that the more you "must have" something the more you pull in the exact opposite? You "must have" your job. And you "worry" about losing it. And you worry so much and you really can't imagine how you'd live without it that you end up... getting fired!

I have countless examples of how something started in my mind as a wish and ended up materialising itself later on. I can also think of a couple where I just became a "serious grown up" about it and sabotaged my own Pretend Game. The good news is: I alone decide when and how to play!

So what is it that you'd want to happen..?

Some moments in life change everything

If you're lucky, it'll only feel like a slap in the face with a wet fish: your crush never called back. Or maybe your sleazy undeserving colleague got a pay raise and you didn't.

Or it could be more significant. Your wife dumping you after 25 years of marriage. It could be the death of someone you loved more than you knew was even possible.

Mine was somewhere in-between.

After my husband suddenly left 2,5 years ago my world had crashed - a plane in some godforsaken place leaving no survivors.

Only apparently there was one.

After I finally realised what happened, well, I had no choice. I had to start... to keep going despite the odds. Where I was going I had no clue but I knew staying by the wreck wasn't going to change anything.

I put some make up on. A smile, too. I probably still smelled of airplane fuel and ashes when I nervously sat opposite  *Him* - my first date since I was 17 and hopefully my new Mr Right.

New Mr Right is great. We spoke about children. We moved in together after a year. A flat with a garden, in a villa, in Paris. My life is going perfectly well and --WRRrrrAam!!!

The sound of a car braking frantically but it's too late. No passenger survived.

Hang on. I've done this before. Stand up, get the dirt out of your face... You're single. Again.

Fast forward to present time. Four months later my skin is glowing and my hair flies in slow motion as I walk down the street. My smile reveals perfectly white teeth (I made sure not to have salad) and there's some beautiful background music.

Did I just shoot a TV ad? No. Did I meet another guy? Double no. But I'm in love, yes. In love with my life.

There are those moments when the worst has passed and you know you've learned your lesson.

I've learned to celebrate every instant. I've grown to become my own best friend -because that's the only friend that'll never leave me. People come and go, they bring us love, hate, happiness, sadness. At every turning point of fate you'll find something positive. Even death. Yes, even death.

I've lost my father when I was 15. What could possibly be positive about that... ?!

I'm thankful for the memories I got to keep. I'm thankful our lives crossed and that we were given to walk alongside the same path even if it was "too short". This lesson made me more sensitive towards other peoples' suffering.... and I've learned there's nothing and nobody we can ever take for granted. Circumstances change before you can even snap your fingers.



There is no such thing as failure, only successes and lessons.

(photo credit Rodney Dean)

From Paris with Love

Yesterday I got this message from a photographer :

“I see that you have not given up on modeling As you can see I never made it to Paris, either. If I had, you would have known about, because I would've begged you for a shoot.
[…]
I believe soon after I talked with you that I really started shooting with a passion. I have turned my kitchen into a studio in an effort to get better with off camera lighting. I have two more shoots lined up with no fixed dates yet, and another one is in the works.”

Let’s backtrack….

He first contacted me about a year ago, at a point when I was putting a big question mark over my modelling endeavours. I believe this is quite a common phenomenon in the fields of art though: a mix of fear, insecurity and self-doubt occurring after misfortune of greater or lesser degree.

No?

The answer would seemingly be ‘yes’… however…

Today (a year later that is) and in the light of some rather unexpected life-changing events I dare say the answer could lie somewhere else. Reading this photographer’s message was touching because it threw me back right into who I was a year ago. I saw myself confronted with my own frailty – just like reading one’s diary from highschool.

Now, the thing that has changed is me. It is not how my career went or what life, as they say, ‘threw at me’. Because really, it’s what I decide to throw at myself that can influence my feelings about things. I think one of the lessons of adulthood I learned the hard way was: BE GOOD TO YOURSELF. If you treat yourself like shit everyone else will, too.

I had to be kicked back onto planet reality to realise I had lost faith in being able to control my environment. Instead, it was controlling me and I was but a little leaf on the mercy of the mighty, scary blowing wind. To control life I saw I needed to let loose of wanting to control it. Some things just happen, and sometimes it sucks. The only thing I can control is me and it also happens to be the only thing I can be sure of.

One of the best investments I made was giving love to myself; and from there on grew my love for others and my appreciation for my environment. Good things started happening simply because I nurtured my passions, and because I became a priority to myself.


The second part of the aforementioned message was the most rewarding thing someone could say. The photographer felt inspired to get moving and actually get more involved in his favourite activity…

WE. CREATE. our own HAPPINESS. It takes motion and love. I wish it to you.

Where does fun come from?

So how did this old saying go, 'after the rain the sun'? How about 'after the storm, a hurricane and a few catastrophes a beam of light'? I think I never thought twice what taking up studies next to modeling would really be like. I do think it's possible but it feels like riding a wild horse and trying to cook an egg at the same time. So classical singing (in case you missed what I studied) is going in the right direction it seems. Modeling is full of surprises, as it always has been. Both are so very challenging to me that I sometimes wonder why I didn't settle for gardening or contemplating life as a hermit. But then came the realisation: isn't life just made up of viewpoints? I can see things as being a great challenge, hard and struggle, struggle, struggle. Or I can take the best parts of it and ignore the rest.... Right? After all, this is MY life, no...? This realisation came to me a while ago and whilst I wasn't always remembering about it, I certainly did yesterday during a looong shoot and boy, am I glad I did. When you have a shoot-marathon with 60 odd evening dresses you know it won't be easy. It's easy though to make things even harder by complaining and just seeing the negative. So what I did was keeping good mood. Trying to figure out what I liked most about the photographer, the other models, the MUA etc. And I had FUN. Exactly what always feels like it has to come from somewhere else can also just come from YOU. It can be self-created. I no longer wanted to do a job that felt fun-deprived and awful. I chewed on this for a while. And then I saw I could be my own source of fun (I should tattoo this somewhere visible so I don't forget). So figuring out stuff in singing is tough sometimes? And it seems like I never have time for anything anyways and everybody else i so much better, bla bla blaaaahhh.... This is certainly one way of seeing it. The really fun thing is though that I can do something I love. Every day I discover something new. I have made so much progress in the last 2 years and it can only get better. The best gift we can make ourselves and people around us is creating our own fun.

On a blue day I confess...

After a long break the first words are always the hardest. Where were you, why haven't you given a sign of life..... It seems like there's a million reasons when really it's one thing: I just didn't feel like it. Lack of time is rarely a good excuse I find, because just like the old saying goes 'where there's a will there's a way'. The past 12 months have been challenging for two reasons: I took up music school and I was working a lot with 1 fitting client in particular. I gave up the latter and this allows me to reflect on past, present and future. I have been modelling full-time for about 4 years now. I'm looking forward to some of the coming gigs: a show in Moscow, one in Rome, meeting a new agency in Berlin and then, very exciting, 2 days on set for the film on Yves Saint Laurent. I especially love how the last one merges from 'being a model' into some acting. And obviously I _love_ YSL - who doesn't??

But these years have also been hard, at times, either because of way more work than I could handle or because of guilt trips on how I haven't been working enough this month etc. It isn't a job for the faint of heart and even balls of steel aren't a guarantee of walking out harm-free. I know I'm not the only one with a funny attitude towards food and I don't know many non-models who's physique has been critisised as much as mine or any of my friends from the business. Just that fitting client alone would tell me at least 1x a day my shoulders were too wide. That's 240 times in a year. Not to mention waist too thin, arms too long, height and whatnot. Nuff said. Staying positive is great. Best thing ever. Can't get enough of it. But what do you do with the accumulation of 'bleaaaargh'? I'm glad I'm able to do this profession and at this point I couldn't imagine doing anything else. I'm happy I have my music which has proven to be a good hide-away so far. In the meantime I'll be looking forward to many more unforeseen adventures and hope the weather will get better here in cold and rainy Paris!

2012

Have you already looked back at your successes of 2012? :)

Mine were (in chronological order):
 Going twice to beautiful Cape Town and spending my best ever holiday there
 Working for Sonia Rykiel and Yves Salomon
My first ever concert 3 appearances in French TV, each time playing a model
Meeting the designers at Voriagh
Roadshow with Wella all over France
Working for Martin Margiela, Ines de la Fressange, Blumarine and Ferragamo
Getting accepted in my conservatoire to study classical singing.
Translating a radio programme live and getting hats off from the director himself

 And meeting SO many wonderful, amazing, interesting people. I'm so very thankful for everything that I could experience in this beautiful and successful year. I hope you, reading it, can say the same.

 All I can wish myself and others today is persistence on our ways, to pick ourselves up when we fall and learn to recognise fortune's gifts. To chase away 'the blues', to always tranform negative energy into positive and win, win, win!

 Love Magda

HAPPY NEW YEAR!

2013 - a lucky number for many!;) What are your hopes and dreams for this year?

Seeing the glass half full

Have you ever noticed that you can learn so much about yourself by listening to what YOU are saying to someone else when, say, you cheer them up or you try to help them? I recently had two friends, both equally dear to me, have a mindboggling argument. Without getting into much detail, they're both adorable personas and it seemed simply impossible to work out who was right and who was wrong and whatnot. I figured the safest way to handle this delicate matter was to be as soothing and calming as poss. ''You know, just ignore all the bad things he/she says and take up the good things'' etc. I mean theoretically if both sides apply this to any argument it can't help but resolve, right? Just listening to what I was saying to my friends made me realise that each of us potentially has a lot of common sense and solutions to LOTS of problems. But when faced with a problem this solution-oriented thinking tends to disappear and all we see is this big wall of problems. And I learned that by putting myself in the position of the other I had gained life experience. Some of the things I was coming up with I secretly thought ''Wow, if only _I_ did more of what I say!''. I decided I would. And so I did. And lovely things are happening. Not only do YOU decide how you feel about things, but also the glass will be half-empty or half-full depending on your outlook. HA!

Vogue!!

I couldn't believe my eyes at first when I saw my photo with the Vogue logo on it. Let's get more of those, yeah!! :) Check it out: http://www.vogue.it/en/photovogue/Portfolio/00b5e514-0b3d-4cdd-99fb-f9ca81992047/Image

Voriagh

OK, so I have a new favourite boutique in Paris and it seems that the love seems to be more than just platonic ;) The brand is called 'Voriagh' and funnily enough their boutique is right opposite the Opera Bastille where I take my singing lessons. AND the two owners, Vivien and Olivia, are both virtuoso violin players. How much better can it get! It can. Check out this video:



And the article that appeared in AV Magazine:
















And here's the website with all the looks from the new collection:

http://www.voriagh.com

This and that...

Wow, long time no speak. My most recent adventures, after a busy fashion week with Yves Salomon and See by Chloe mainly, include an almost 1 month stay in Cape Town! It's been my second time already this year and I'm definitely planning on coming back. Back in Paris, my vocal training is blossoming, I just had the most amazing two days with my wonderful coach Muriel Corradini and my first Parisian concert will probably be on the 2nd of July. I'm still hesitating about the repertoire but I guess I still have time ;)

As far as recent photos are concerned... I had lots of fun shooting this video:



It's not every day that one gets to be a 'mannequin'! ;)

Concerning catwalk, here's footage from Stephen Caras. Thanks to Neo Tony Lee for the video:

Flags!

Beautiful series by http://www.urbantagpictures.com

Video campaigns

After my morning vocalising (oh, poor neighbours!:)) I am posting my 2 video campaigns.

I love shooting videos most of everything. In a way it's a 'poetic' challenge as you cannot fool the camera. It sees through every lie - is your emotion honest? No space for photoshop here! ;)

There we go:

A day in Paris from Emir Sergo Production on Vimeo.