On the Premiere of Calcutta is My Mother…

I’m overwhelmed by the kind words, enthusiasm, and support for Calcutta is My Mother and for me, personally. As difficult as this process has been, revealing myself and my story in this film is a privilege; not one I take lightly. The depth of vulnerability captured throughout the filming process was and is still painful … Continue reading On the Premiere of Calcutta is My Mother…

Kickstarting a Tiny Force

Today marks one year since we launched the Kickstarter campaign which funded Calcutta is My Mother. Michael, Director of the film, and I went to HS together in Portland, OR. We hadn't seen each other in about 17 years when we exchanged a few messages on Facebook about a recent trip he'd made to India. I had barely started … Continue reading Kickstarting a Tiny Force

Unpacking…

I'm terrible about unpacking after returning from a trip. Always have been. Terrible. Embarrassingly so. I've been home from Calcutta for about 2 weeks and this is an actual snapshot of the space where my suitcase, backpack and a pile of odds and ends have come to reside; hopefully not permanently. Albeit a small glimpse of the … Continue reading Unpacking…

Taking the L E A P . . .

Today is the day. I'm heading back to Calcutta for the first time since I left nearly 35 years ago as an infant. I'm feeling incredibly nervous, fearful, excited, leery and thankful. I still cannot believe I'm about to embark on this journey. Having the crew here for the past few days has been really wonderful; … Continue reading Taking the L E A P . . .

Confessions of a Chubby Girl | No. 2 The Glass is Half Full

Confession No. 2 (read confession no. 1 here) I once noticed the ring I had received from my late grandmother was missing from my finger. My darling husband and I searched the floor, the garbage, drawers and drains for hours. It was gone; but not forever... I later found it at the bottom of a … Continue reading Confessions of a Chubby Girl | No. 2 The Glass is Half Full

Actually, Pamela is My Mother…

A lot of thought and prayer went into titling the documentary and I did initially struggle with the phrase "Calcutta is My Mother" simply because I do have a mother and her name is Pamela. While I believe it to be an appropriate title for the film because it best encompasses the driving force behind the project, I want to clear … Continue reading Actually, Pamela is My Mother…