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Studio Quiet, Coffee Cold

  • Jun 4
  • 2 min read

Updated: Jun 7

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 Danish, after all) - before settling in to finish a sketch I’d started the night before. I had the idea just as I was getting into bed, so I’d scribbled it in the margin of an old notebook, hoping it would still make sense in the morning. It mostly did.

Danish actress Liv Hansen draws in her Copenhagen apartment on a quiet morning - warm light, coffee, and creative routines.

Outside, it rained steadily all morning - that soft, unbothered kind of rain Copenhagen is good at. I opened the window just a little and let the cold settle in. The quiet of the room, the sound of rain against brick, the scratch of pencil on paper - it all felt deliberate. This kind of morning is ordinary. But ordinary doesn’t mean idle.

There’s always something half-finished - a self-tape request, a scene I promised to reread, an art page waiting for color. The waiting spaces between acting jobs are full of these quiet tasks. They don’t look like much from the outside, but they’re the scaffolding of everything.

By noon I’d responded to my voiceover agent in London, checked a few casting notices, and reminded myself (again) to back up my files. These are small things. But stacked together, they feel like forward motion. When you work in two creative fields, the trick is not trying to divide yourself cleanly down the middle. It’s knowing that even when you’re doing admin, you’re still inside the work.

Later I left the apartment to walk a few blocks. Not for any particular reason — just the usual pull toward movement.

Small yellow wildflowers grow among coastal dune grass on a quiet Danish beach, with Øresund visible under a clear blue sky.
Just before noon at Øresund

The air smelled of salt and sea from the Øresund. Birds called from rooftops and hedges (I love birds 🐦‍⬛). A few bicycles passed, unhurried. I don’t check my phone on those walks anymore. Not because I’m avoiding distraction, but because I want to let things settle. The noise of the world will always find its way back in. But the quiet? That has to be chosen.

Back home, I redrew a line on the sketch from this morning and added a note: "Could be part of something. Or not. Keep going anyway."

Sometimes the most productive thing I do all day is not stop. Even if the coffee went cold.


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