Monday, February 21, 2011

I Wore A Transparent Bra

Mother Language Day

Z to this day the mother tongue, I would like a special piece German language, culture, present the with telephones, which can transmit messages directly to the addressees.



Well, because today is where the lead tomorrow? I begin again: Anyone who knows me (in person or on the blog) know that I am nothing worse than smoke-filled, noisy rooms. Noise's earplugs from the emergency kit, to the smoke I can not do anything - and yet I held a few days, even in such a half hours of air! Graduates of the European production of Master Class Film Academy (Germany) and FEMIS (Paris) celebrated at a club in Mitte. I got an invitation given, because I know very many. There is a reason. The short half ago I was always greeted enthusiastically and abgebusselt, learned of exciting projects, young marriages, children coming.

I'm five to ten years older than the older ones this
Alumni Club
. Because it was also my highlight of the evening, as a newcomer I was presented with the words: "This is Caro, a veteran of the Franco-German film relations!"

First reaction: that's the height, so old I still am not! Second:

Explanation: In 2000, I have a comprehensive approach to a targeted German-French Master Class in Ludwigsburg written, passed on first contact and a long reading list. I was by the then head-to-be, the film academy lured with a job offer - and considered seriously for very long delay at the end, return to Berlin for a few years back. When writing the concept, I noticed it as I had learned earlier in the decade essential steps on my language learning, media, film production, and I began I look forward to again pass on. was approved
been removed (I can think of even more violent words). Sorry to take such machinations more content-oriented people like me who use the little time and energy to an exaggerated degree of self-promotion, by which I mean the selection of strategic friendships understand. I am a living counter-program to such careers that I observe from a distance. My path, the path to quality is hard, labor intensive and time consuming, and the own (growing) claims it easier not to me. Because the more I know and can, the more I know about the possible blurring impropriety to errors.
Who wants me bad, my career seen from the outside as a permanent failure. I know, however, what I will spare myself. I enjoy that I work autonomously and with great joy. I know who are my friends, and that neither side of even a hint of calculus is included.
Measured by the standards of some, both craving for and fear of corroded people, I am unsuccessful. If so, I fail like a high level. And the direct way is sometimes a detour. Who thinks he would have the direct phone number is wrong.
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Photos:
C. Elias ( Ballhaus Chausseestraße)
unless otherwise indicated: (c) Caroline Elias, caroline@adazylla.de

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