Posts tagged “modeling

Prose vs. Screenwriting; photos with @b4flight

Last night was the final night of my short story writing class. It was through UCLA Extension and thus on the UCLA campus, and all summer I greatly enjoyed traipsing about the brick buildings pretending I was still in college. There were some excellent writers in my class and the instructor Colette Sartor was phenomenal, she gave excellent feedback and is a lit star herself. Writing fiction prose again after the last few years of screenwriting was like taking a long bath after…hmm…shit I need help finishing the analogy. A post about writing and I can’t even write. Irony. An attempt to redeem myself with the first paragraph of a story I wrote for class:

My uncle Jack lived in a tiny stone house in the beach town of Trancoso, Brazil. The house sat between two extra tall palm trees, and on the afternoon the medics delivered me to his house, Jack was waiting outside, leaning against one of the trees, smoking a cigar, shirtless and as broad-shouldered as my father had been. He’d set up a corner of his house for me, with a reclining chair to accommodate my injuries. Jack helped me get comfortable, offered to make me an avocado milkshake then realized he was out of avocadoes, then sat down across from me and blew a few smoke rings into the air as he said: “I’m glad you’re here, Silver. It’s been too quiet since Matilda died. Look at you, Silver, a grown woman. Guess I wasn’t expecting that. She was my bird. Matilda, I mean.” My uncle Jack smiled at me then, tears shining in his honey brown eyes. It was the first time we’d ever met.

In the last week I also did a photo shoot with the radical b4flight in downtown LA. I love downtown. All the street art and little cafes, skid row and cool architecture. I greatly enjoyed traipsing about those brick buildings, pretending I was an urban hustler, or at least a famous Instagram model.

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Really though, prose and screenwriters, help me finish the analogy?

 


Sometimes I like having my picture taken.

This was one of those times.

A few weeks ago, Red Rock Canyon, with the delectable photographer Aaron Glassman.

I look very 90s, because Liv Tyler inspired my wardrobe, and I’m not smiling in any of the photos.

It was a pleasant way to spend a Sunday.

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VIDEO: Ep. 6: A Playful Box & Video Artgasm / GIRL BEHIND THE GLASS

From the Standard Hotel in Hollywood, check out a playful Box and an artsy desert video from Bang Bang Productions. And I share an existential moment!

Watch more GIRL BEHIND THE GLASS here: http://www.eringranat.com/girl-behind-the-glass


My words, a video, me on my couch.

 

 

This is my writing:

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This is a video that inspires me: 

 

This is me on my couch:

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(Photographed by David Zayas Jr. / Instagram @dzcs4u)

 


My Social Media Manifesto

You’ll be seeing more posts from me. Words, photos, videos. The goal is to get more subscribers to my blog. I raise my fist for the democratization of entertainment, this age we live in where anyone can be their own publisher, studio, distributor. All that’s held me back is fear. Fear of being critiqued or dismissed. But if want to be a professional entertainer, I need to get comfortable with being judged. Also, I get mixed messages about revealing myself as both smart AND pretty. Being both seems to confuse people. Well, let the befuddlement begin–I’m going to start posting these quote things of my writing, and posting more of the modeling collaborations I’ve done with photographers. I like the way I look, and I ain’t getting any younger. So the message of this manifesto might be: “I’m posting more stuff. Why the fuck not?”

If you enjoy my content, please subscribe to my website (“FOLLOW” button on lower left corner of homepage): http://www.eringranat.com. Thank you. Rock on. The End.

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Boxumentary: Messages from a Box Girl at the Standard Hotel

My job is to sit in a box in the lobby of the Standard Hotel in Hollywood. This is my story.