Let’s get this check-in out of the way right off the bat. We’re screening the short film I directed tonight on a big screen and I’m pretty jazzed about it. Check out the trailer here and you’ll understand why.
I think it’s a good moment to talk about the late Tony Scott, director of movies like Top Gun, True Romance and Enemy of the State. I’m sure you’ve been keeping up with the details, the brain tumor, the notes to everyone. But when it comes right down to it, here’s a guy that could be referred to as a “guy who had it all” and rolled the credits by jumping off a bridge on a Sunday afternoon. Continue reading →
Whelp! Here we are. I’m a little more settled down than I was last time, although my mind has been running rampant all over the place.
As a quick check-in, I’ll tell you that I’m a little off track. That is to say, what I wanted to do with my art used to be so much clearer and though I haven’t lost track of it, in all of my hits and misses, my goal has become fuzzier. Or more like the light I was using to navigate turned out to be reflected on a pocket of warm air, instead of right in front of me like I thought. In a way, it’s to be expected, I guess. Especially in a time where the film industry, like many others, is in a state of flux like it hasn’t seen in a long time. On the one hand, you’ve got to stay true to your own vision, but you also have to be on the balls of your feet, ready to change directions in a moment. You have to think like a revolutionary, but be something of a good ol’ boy to navigate the system.
And that’s enough of that. I’ll keep on it and you’ll be the first to know if anything changes.
In the meantime, I’m going to talk about something that all Artists deal with. It’s unfortunate, it’s necessary, it’s a chink in our fragile armor: Competition.
Yeah, yeah, I’ve been gone for too long. Trust me, I’ve missed you just as much as you missed me. Frankly, I’ve missed life in general. To those who don’t know, I’ve been moving and it was from the first place I’ve lived in for more than a year since I left my parents’ house and man was that shit tough.
It’s amazing the stuff that accumulates over time, and I don’t mean that like I’m some wealthy dude who can buy stuff all the time. I get a lot of free shit from work and when you have four people sharing the same space, things just pile up. And we had a large house that could accommodate all of it, but holy hell, was it a pain in the ass.