Studio Notes

It’s still green, mostly. But not the same green as in July. There’s a dryness in the air now — not cold, just sharper. You start...

I flew out of Copenhagen in the afternoon. The window seat faced west. Below, the city faded into farmland — quiet blocks of color, neat...

I’ve worked in London, trained in Los Angeles, and taped scenes from a desk in Copenhagen. The work has shown up in chunks— sometimes...

There’s a ceramic cup just to the right of my keyboard, filled with pencils — some sharpened to a perfect point, others worn down to...

A creative life lived between film sets and forest paths. There are days when I walk through the forest just north of Copenhagen and...

How character work begins before the script. A quiet moment on a coastal train — where characters sometimes begin to form. I saw a man...

There are days when Copenhagen moves slowly. Not in a lazy way — just unhurried, like the city knows you’ll catch up eventually. I don’t...

There’s a particular kind of silence that lives in a recording booth. Not the absence of sound - more a stillness that hums just beneath...

Finding a Frame Somewhere between taped-up curtains, soft daylight, and a stack of books balanced behind a tripod, I’ve learned to build...

At rejse har altid være en måde for mig at mærke livet på — at være til stede i nuet, opdage det ukendte og finde nye sider af mig selv....

Between takes. Staying with the character. The moments between takes are often what I remember most. When everything’s still for a...

When I first moved abroad at sixteen, I didn’t think much about my accent. I was focused on fitting in at school, learning to navigate a...

Alongside my work as a Danish illustrator and actress, I share quiet moments, behind-the-scenes glimpses, and new projects on Pinterest...

There’s something about a winter train ride that lends itself to reflection. I was traveling from Copenhagen to Aarhus — a familiar...

I had a short script in my bag I wasn’t really thinking about — one I’d stuffed in on the way out the door that morning. It was a day I...

I’ve just posted a new piece over on Medium — a short reflection on voice, identity, and the strange way a language can follow you home....

(Studio Notes — Vancouver) One of my earliest roles in Vancouver was in a science fiction short called Close Contact , directed by Ron...

I don’t usually start with a plan. A tree, a roof, a fence — some small gesture sets it in motion. Before long there’s a house, a path,...

By Liv Hansen The coffee was cold before I remembered to drink it. I’d made it with good intentions - strong, with whole milk (I’m...

An accent, a boom operator, and a moment that stayed with me. We’d been filming for a couple of hours before we had a chance to break and...