Hi! I’m Camilla.

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I’ve kinda got this weird thing about seeing everyone’s greatness.

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It started when I was nine. I watched this documentary called The Hobart Shakespearians. Basically, this teacher, Rafe Esquith, uses his own passions to equip kids with what they need to live out their dreams. There was something universal about it that punched me in the face as a nine-year-old, sitting on my parent’s bed, watching these kids realize who they were.

I keep getting punched in the face over the years as I realize more and more who I am and what I’m here to do. A list of punches:

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• Falling in love with theatre. I used to think I was going to be a sound designer. But in time, acting seems to have taken the cake. Full body surrender to empathy. My MFA in Acting from SMU changed the way I see life.

• The death of Larry Prescott, my photography teacher from high school. He was one of those teachers who doesn’t mean to do it, he quirkily hands you the greatest toolbox in the world and teaches you how to accidentally build, like, cathedrals with it. He helped me see light, and gave me the fire to study and capture beauty. And then he passed.

• Allowing myself to become a teacher. I just love meeting a room of people and throwing us into an experiment together, all in service of finding and cultivating each other’s spark. I recently returned from a year of teaching in Bulgaria. Finding individual and collective creativity in the classroom BEAT ME UP every day, and I wouldn’t have had it any other way.
   

So. You know. Love punches.

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I’m here in Chicago, caught up in the ever-evolving mystery of how these things fit together. Acting, photography, and teaching. Where those three paths meet up? The Honoring.
 

​Talk soon, 

Camilla

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