Back baby! and with a lot to say

It has been a while. Three years, frankly and I think frank I should be, because honesty is more interesting than a smooth narrative and I have never been truly fond of pretence, really.

The silence was not absence. It was accumulation.

Since I last wrote here, I have been on sets all around, led campaigns seen across Europe, found new collaborators who match the level of my enthusiasm - hurray! to that as it is not an easy-to-match level, mind you! - and sat in online waiting rooms for callbacks and walked (logged) out knowing I gave something real. The rejections’ train had stops at my station, leaving me even eager and with a thicker skin. I have been learning, not just new techniques or new languages, but new ways of understanding what kind of stories I want to tell.

I am currently in the edit of Find Me In The Woods, knocking on festivals’ doors and preparing for two more projects. To my surprise, I am also developing a children's theatre play that sits closer to my heart than almost anything I have done, a work about human rights, written first in Turkish, finding its way toward Dutch and English. I did not expect playwriting to become part of my practice since I have fallen in love with film, but here we are, back to the roots. And I am already storyboarding another play that has claimed its space within me ever since I became a mother and it has clearly had enough of waiting. Hence is my Final Draft drafting.

Draft-punk, shall we become, cautiously.

The honest account of a working actor's life is rare, bumpy and extraordinary. No one with a sane mind would take its path but once one’s heart is well-contaminated, no other passion can live up to it.

I am back, baby. Keep visiting.

Whatever you do, be humble first.