[This is partly a response to my
earlier post about my frustration and failure in first attempting to shoot a commercial in Puerto Rico.]
The last month in Puerto Rico flew by with lots of changes! First off, I successfully shot a commercial in Puerto Rico! It's a fun surf spot produced for a contest held by a brand of whisky. I applied the lessons learned from my first failed attempt at making a commercial here: I sought out reliable non-actor locals and gave myself plenty of time to shoot it while anticipating delays, cancelations, and/or reshoots.
I cast two surfers who I met on the beach to play father and son. The "father" is the owner of a surf shop and the "son" was an employee. I cast the two because they looked the part and there was already a natural chemistry between them from working together. This meant I would be able to use less energy on trying to direct a performance. I approached the project very much like a documentary which was a change from my recent work. There was very little staging and very few takes. I basically gave them simple actions to do and I would watch them and capture different moments and angles I found interesting.
I was a one man crew with all my cameras and lenses in a backpack with a tripod strapped on the side. It was very empowering to know that I could carry everything I needed to make a commercial in one backpack with my own two feet. Larger productions can get so complicated once you start adding tons of gear, people, etc. This was liberating. Everything was shot daylight exterior so there was no need for lights which I didn't have a budget for. A few times I used the white bottom of a body board to bounce the sunlight.
One of the most rewarding parts was just hanging out with the surfers, getting to know them, and becoming friends.
Over the past month, I've humbled myself a bit while learning to "let go" and not attempt to control so many things that are beyond me. During the commercial shoot, I had no control whether it would rain or not or whether the swell would come in and the waves would suffice. I also had to adapt to "Caribbean Time" where nothing or no one exists on a set schedule. There were three days where we were suppose to shoot that fell through... luckily I was the only crew member and I had to just accept it, not stress over it, and say to myself, "Okay, I guess we'll shoot tomorrow."
The great thing about it all was that everything seemed to work out perfectly as I let go of control. We got the waves, we got the sun, we got the shots and everything we needed in time and it all happened right before the owner caught the flu.
When I arrived in PR, I started looking for ways to make some extra travel money. After the commercial, the one employee left to take a commercial fishing job in New York. Now with an employee gone, and being sick with the flu, the owner who I became friends with asked me to work at the surf shack. And thus the universe provided!
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| Working @ the Surf Shack is a pretty good gig. The only real work is running 6 miles on the beach there and back everyday. |
I had a really busy week while the owner was sick. I was working in the kitchen at the health center and at the surf shack nearly every day. I worked a 60 hour week while commuting 6 miles a day via barefoot running on the beach. I was exhausted.
I've had some time now to rest and recover a bit.
I've adapted better to the Caribbean and am much happier with this new perspective of giving up control. That's not to say I don't make plans and have optimistic intentions for outcomes... But rather, I don't stress or get too hung up when nature, people, or other things happen that are beyond me. I realized I was some gringo trying to bring a whole different attitude from the film industry with expectations and scheduling that simply don't fly too well in Puerto Rico.
Also, the Surf Shack is right next to the yoga studio where I tried to cast the two people that flaked on me in the earlier failed commercial attempt. That failure and my earlier expectations aside, they are totally nice and cool people and I see them on a daily basis. No more hard feelings.
Now that I've changed a bit, I recognize other people who attend the health institute who bring similar expectations from busy city life. They too would be better off if they let go a bit.
For example, the power frequently goes out here for long durations while storms pass through. The last power outage lasted about 36 hours. During these times I have to run the generator for a bit to power the kitchen and prepare meals. One woman complained to me that the generator was very loud and inappropriate for the nature of the institute... She said we need to have a "sound barrier."
Really? Are you serious? You want me to make a sound barrier?
I simply apologized politely for the inconvenience. But in my head, I'm blown away by her non-constructive feedback. What does she expect? My only two options are to run the generator and prepare her meal, or allow her to enjoy silence and solitude which will require her to fast. I cannot control nature and its storms. I cannot control power outages. I cannot build a silent generator nor quickly organize a crew of volunteers to help me build a "sound barrier." Come on lady! Let go!
Although it's frustrating working without power in the kitchen, I don't mind doing without power, internet, and sufficient water pressure for a while on my own. But this is really hard for city people...
Another lady was very sassy when we ran out of papaya. I told her I'm sorry but the only papaya I have left isn't ripe yet. In my head: There's some parts of nature I simply cannot control. And I'm sure the papaya would ignore any verbal requests to ripen faster on my behalf.
Last week I started working in the greenhouse too! I haven't practiced growing much of my own food which is one of my intentions this year. I love it in the greenhouse and I'm learning a lot: For example, don't wear flip flops while shoveling compost because ants will bust out with no mercy and leave you with the itchiest of bites on your foot. Growing the wheatgrass and sunflower sprouts takes about 6-8 days so we always have to prepare for groups far in advance. We have to be very careful because we run low at times and can't make nature grow any faster: Another lesson of control.
What I like most about the greenhouse is the occasional fresh coconut break. The other day one of the workers chopped a bunch of cocos with a machete for each of us. A fresh coconut water break is much healthier and cooler than the typical cigarette break most people have at work. The world would be much better off if we replaced all cigarettes with coconuts. I can picture myself now walking outside of a bar and a hipster asking me for a cigarette at which point I reply smugly, "No dude. Just a coco..." And I pull out a machete and chop the coconut right in front of their face! They then walk away with their tail between their legs realizing how uncool cigarettes are and how cool machetes and cocos are! Boom!
So, if you find yourself getting too stressed out... Maybe you should let go of some control... Or have a coconut... It helps!
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