Oct 11, 2015
This year marks the third time I’ve taken myself to the extraordinary international contemporary art show: La Biennale di Venezia, in Venice, Italy…in case you didn’t catch that. I’ve had my fill of Venice itself, as it’s so over-populated with tourists and, at this point, less favorable tourist geared food than one would get in the countryside…but anytime I’m overseas I would not forgive myself if I didn’t swing by to see this show!
The show itself is grander than any one museum could every provide. If the contemporary art museums from around the world got together and had an orgy, La Biennale would be the result…and the juxtaposition of all of the contemporary art colliding with the ancient and unique water-city, creates a unique surrealistic pleasure.
The main exhibitions take place in the Giardini and the Arsenale. The Giardini is a vast garden area that spills over onto the other side of a canal. Amongst the gardens are permanent structures, each dedicated to a particular country, that feature usually one or two artists to represent the country. This setup encourages many large scale installations, and in the case of this years show, a great deal of kinetic work. The exhibitions at the Giardini, and the experience of wandering the grounds and walking into each pavilion is why I’ve always considered La Biennale to be “the disneyland of contemporary art,” only with cheaper food and better cappuccino.
The Arsenale is a massive old fortress, turned art space, and walking into it from the Castello district felt distinctly somber, compared to the campus like galavanting and hang-out vibe in the Giardini.
Besides the two main exhibition areas that alone take two days to explore, the rest of the city contains galleries, pop-up galleries, and installations to either seek out by way of map, or to stumble-upon. The overall creation of the biennale is a massive interactive artwork in itself, besides the contributions of each country and their respective artists.
As someone with a generally short attention span for absorbing art, I still found the experience to be enriching.
Here are just a few of the many memorable exhibitions that I encountered:
In the Arsenale, Rirkrit Tiravanija “Demonstration Drawings, 2007” and “Demonstration Drawings, 2015”.
Two walls covered with pencil drawings that seemed to be drawn from editorial photos of demonstrations around the world.
A performance with photographers reading from a book that numbers and describes rolls of film, without any images. If you close your eyes you could imagine the image…or at least your version of it.
In the Giardini, there was just something about these drippy ceramic boxes that held my attention for a while.
And of course, there were large scale, visually impressive pieces that shape the environment, like Chiharu Shiota’s “The Key in the Hand”.
In an education and future-forward exhibit, Aldo Cibic’s “Shared Vocabulary” printed on the wall.
Umberto Eco’s video installation “The Rooms of Memory.”
Back in the streets of venice, I was pleased to encounter another juxtaposition...an electric violinist playing Michael Jackson with the old city as a backdrop (just to clarify, the violin was electric...not the violinist). While deciding between a few cafe’s I noticed some window “art.” These “visual public services” seemed to be in the spirit of the exhibition. The shop window with preserves, and other deli treats…”Mixed media: fruit, milk, horse, cow, pig, wheat, sea salt and sea food….”
As someone with a generally short attention span for museums, wandering around this environment and soaking everything in was worth the trip. There was plenty to choose from, and it’s a world away from the touristy chaos in the not-so-distant Piazza San Marco. My only regret is not getting there a week later, when the world’s new contemporary music would be performing. Next time…there is always a next time.
Sep 27, 2015
So I'm not a landscape photographer...this I now know. While driving through the southland of Iceland towards the Glacier Lagoon, passing by so many waterfalls and beautiful farmlands with sheep covering the land, I experienced photo fatigue well before we even hit the black desert. I know these all have been photographed before, and can be found online and in plenty of books. I could only muster enough enthusiasm to use whatever Apple device had enough battery power left to snap a shot or two, and only if they could turn on fast enough, as I was in conservation mode. "Do you want to stop and take photos?" My Norwegian friend asks as we drive over a bridge in a dramatic landscape, a waterway cutting through the black desert. "No, it's okay," I reply not wanting to delay our already long and late journey through some treacherous driving conditions (weather to which I had no interest exposing my camera).
It's not that I'm lazy, as I am a prolific creative (and I have plenty of proof to back that up). My subject preferences are becoming apparent as I choose to drag my camera through the cities, and get more excited by geometry and street art than the pristine landscapes. I don't spend my time painting like Bob Ross, so why would I spend much time taking photos of the same nature? (No pun intended).
My eye is drawn to alleyways and the game of using both the man made elements with the light that's hitting them to compose something that may only be interesting at that very moment, since it's raining, or dry, and only when things line up just right in the frame...making the wide "establishing shots" that I take seem obligatory...proof that I was here...and justification for the effort and anxiety of hauling the Canon and all it's gear through airports, busses, and trains. But the subject that has gotten me most excited so far, and has led me to plant myself in one single place and experiment, was a birds eye view of a thick white striped crosswalk as seen from the top of the fortress in Bergen.
There I composed a few options and waited for bikes and motorcycles to drive through. I could see far ahead in both directions to know when they were approaching and tried to capture them in the middle of the crosswalk, their hard shadows from the midday sun sharply cutting into the white stripes. That subject, along with some of the street art, has been my favorite so far...the Banksy across the street from my accommodations in Reykjavik that always let me know that I was home, the juxtaposition of old and new, orderly and disorder, the random graffiti from the not quite as famous mixing with beautiful, dignified old structures.... I'm sure I'll spend half a day documenting the next few places I visit...but I know I'll have the most fun playing with the shapes unique to each city, and finding hidden and often overlooked gems. I recognize the landscape of the black desert when I do a google image search, and it's as satisfying as if I had shot them myself.
Sep 16, 2015
The Blue Lagoon is calling me to it’s steaming healing waters. I’m on my way to Iceland; what better place to kick off my mid-life transition world tour? I bought the tickets in January in an attempt to get ahead of what I assumed would be a stressful September birthday. So, instead of sulking at the growing number of candles on the cake, I’ll be soaking in thermal hot springs and just beginning my adventure abroad (the first of many…as my “three-year plan” revolves around the places I’ll go).
I’ve taken myself abroad a few times in Europe, backpacking through Italy, usually. I’ve studied in London, Siena, and Florence, have been to Paris a few times, and had a wild weekend in Barcelona. For the most part, I’ve stuck close to the Mediterranean, but this trip will be different as I expand my horizons farther than before.
My itinerary: Reykjavik, Iceland…Bergen, Norway…Venice, Italy,…Barcelona, Spain.
One thing will be consistent…the surreality of it all. From the otherworldly terrain of Iceland…to the Dali and Gaudi influence in Barcelona, this will be a “trip” like no other.
Wasting no time, I’ll head to the Blue Lagoon shortly after landing in Reykjavik, hoping to quickly undo any kinks acquired during traveling.
I will be joined on my second day in Iceland by my friend Maja where we will have a few days of exploring the vast tundra and various thermal hot springs before we fly to her home of Bergen, Norway, “the gateway to the fjords.”
Though I’ll be missing the 7 mountain hike that happens every spring in Bergen, the seven mountains will still be there and available for hiking (weather permitting) and, if the frigid waters allow, a kayaking trip in the Fjords. After a week of this nordic adventure full of somewhat extreme natural elements (and if I’m lucky…Shamans), I’ll fly south to Venice, where both the climate and the feel of the trip will change.
In the middle of this short week, the screenwriting program begins. I’ll be attending class live via skype at 4am from an apartment in the San Marco neighborhood in Venice, as long as my WiFi allows. I’ll take on the extravagent life of a jet setting-world traveling writer, at least temporarily, as I drag my laptop to cafes and on trains to spill out fresh ideas. Between espresso shots, I’ll attend La Biennale di Venezia (for the third time).
I call it the “Disneyland of International Contemporary Art.” The entire city transforms into an art installation, with two main hubs: the Giardini and Arsenale, where each country has it’s own pavillion and and artist or two to fill it. In addition to wandering the expansive grounds in those main locales, there is a city full of pop up galleries and installation art juxtaposed with the architecture of this unique water-filled ancient city, all making for quite a surreal experience…almost as surreal as my final destination: Barcelona, Spain.
Barcelona could be considered the capital of surrealism. From the influence of Gaudi, the proximity to the birthplace of Dali, even la Segrada Familia, there must be something in the air that let’s minds run wild and be translated visually. Led there by destiny, I suppose, Barcelona will be an exciting end note to my journey, or perhaps a place where I will find inspiration for the beginning of a new one.
And so, my next few post will be from abroad, distanced from the day-to-day grind, and filled with new perspective and inspiration.
...to be continued....
Sep 13, 2015
Sometimes when I get an idea in my head I cannot rest until I bring it to fruition. This madness was what scared me away from performance art (for a while) as this need has, in the distant past, led me to “steal” (borrow, really) gallery walls for one performance, and “break into” a computer lab for another. So, for the sake of sanity I’ve gone somewhat “vanilla.”
My vanilla self works a 9-5, is responsible, goes to sleep early (when possible), and generally functions as one would expect an adult to function in society. My higher creative self wants to be awake at 3am when everyone else is dreaming and the air is filled with depth and truths un-hindered by everyday concerns.
Recently, I’ve realized two important points:
1) Being vanilla may not pay as well as I thought.
2) Being vanilla for too long may not be sustainable.
And a third point: being vanilla is not nearly as much fun.
If I am to develop true connections I need to unleash my true self. This means releasing my creative ideas into the world, sharing my innermost feelings, and bringing things to fruition.
So, I’m starting small, a few blogs, a few Facebook posts, etc. This renewed habit will surely gain momentum as I practice regularly and expose myself from the shadows. It’s requiring me to release control of where things may go, who may see them, and what might be stolen (intellectual property-wise), but being myself, and letting others really see me, is worth the risk.
Now I’m not talking about a drastic personality change. I won’t start dying my hair blue and wearing home-made couture fashioned from utensils. Instead, it means letting things out more consistently. It means completing smaller projects that may not seem important or meaningful at the time, but are a necessary part of my creative flow: an external realization of my innermost ideas…even those that seem non-sensical.
"Sometimes when I get an idea in my head I cannot rest until I bring it to fruition."
I’m connected on Strava, a social app for cycling (and running), with a group of co-worker friends, where we can see each-other’s routes as they’re mapped via GPS, and can cheer each-other on (“thumbs up” style).
One day when studying the map of Santa Barbara, where I live and ride, I noticed a perfect “J” when riding to the Mesa if combined with a ride up and down State street. And then the idea hit me to write my name, etch-a-sketch style, using the app, my phone, and the bike.
I figured out my route, how I could use the APS to craft the top curve of the “e” and Sycamore Canyon to finish a large enough “n.” I figured out my starting point, end point, and how I would need to back track. On the first weekend day that arrived since having the idea, I had to make my first attempt (otherwise, as I’ve said, I could not rest).
I loaded up my gear, walked a few blocks to my starting point, and began. I paced myself, adjusted my plan to fix a mistake when my GPS was temporarily off (you’ll notice a strange diagonal in the “e”), and persevered through the mid-day summer heat of an el nino year. More than two hours, and 22 miles later, I was cruising down the final leg of the “n.” Mission accomplished…I felt relieved.
"This is not a masterpiece. This is not anything that resembles an answer to any of life’s puzzles, but it needed to be done."
This is not a masterpiece. This is not anything that resembles an answer to any of life’s puzzles, but it needed to be done.
It is one small expression of myself, of how my mind works, what I see, how I play. It may not be “important” as anything more than a playful activity, but to me, it had to be done. It is one tiny piece of my puzzle, one thin layer of my onion, and putting it out there makes me feel more connected to anyone that took the time to notice that I’ve carved my name into the city.
So, I’m looking forward to sharing more often and having these puzzle pieces assembled, publicly, so that you will start to see who I am, and connect not to the vanilla version of me, but to the authentic ME.
Sep 6, 2015
In a world where people are so often searching for meaning and purpose, it seems that there would be more manifestos floating around the internet. What better way to aid your own transformation than to dig deep and declare your purpose?…at least for the time being. It is a way to focus your attention, and to inform others what is important to you (they may even jump on board and help you out).
I recently applied for (and was accepted into) the UCLA Professional Program for Screenwriting. As part of the application I was to provide a statement of purpose that contained three things:
- A little about myself
- My writing experience
- My goals
I asked a friend to proofread it, and was somewhat surprised when after reading it she responded “it’s great to get to know you!”
Depending on how the conversations lean amongst the people around us, we may be missing out on what they’re all about and why. We may not be digging deep into our hearts and souls in every lunch conversation, we may get caught up in short term concerns rather than big picture/long term plans. We are not in the habit of sharing our passions on a regular basis. This is where manifestos, mission statements, and statements of purpose come in. Imagine a world where facebook posts are filled with a depth of intention, where all of our "friends" know our goals, passions, and motivations.
"Manifestos bring clarity."
Manifestos bring clarity. They have the power to unite many over a common purpose. Countries and civil rights movements are started, and gain momentum and numbers, once the clarity of a manifesto is provided. Lives change, companies are started, and fictional characters like Jerry Maguire are set off on exciting new courageous journeys once they’ve asserted and released their manifesto.
So, I suppose I have my statement of purpose for this year, and will write a new one at the end of this program. It may not be the kind that can start a cultural revolution, but it’s a great way to get to know me:
Statement of Purpose*
I was born and raised in the shadows of New York City, where my life was influenced by a mosaic of culture and music. Undergraduate studies took me down the coast, to the southwest, and abroad, studying in Siena, Florence, and London. Classically trained in the arts, I evolved from working with two dimensions to three or more, creating sculptures I could climb into and interact with, wearable sculptures that developed into performance pieces, and film that was initially explored as an alternative of capturing not just the information, but the essence of live art performances.
I chose to experience more of "the real world" before creating art that would comment on it, starting with the "pseudo peace corps experience" of working in a shelter for women and children. I returned to work in the art world, eventually went freelance, returned to school for video editing, co-created a feature length documentary, built a successful production company, and now work for a “.com” that was recently acquired by a big data company. I now feel comfortable declaring that I’ve broadened my worldview and have a lot to write about.
"I now feel comfortable declaring that I’ve broadened my worldview and have a lot to write about."
As an editor of documentary style videos I often act as a writer and director as I structure the story, rearrange dialogue, establish pace, and choose visuals that enhance the “script.” In screenwriting classes I wrote a quirky short comedy script, and Act One of my passion project: a feature film that dives into the world of live art performance and incorporates multimedia elements in the storytelling. I have since completed that script independently and am continuing to revise it. I have also written many essays, songs, raps, part of a musical, and hundreds of educational video scripts.
While working on Act Two of my passion project I experienced a writing phenomenon when I set up the scene but the characters seemed to play it out on their own. It was as if I was watching the film play in my head and all I had to do was document it.
"This openness to the world around me proved to invite the most interesting and, at times, surreal situations."
Performance art classes introduced me to an exciting new way to see the possibilities around me and assemble a creative piece by connecting a collection of seemingly random thoughts and observations into an exciting multimedia performance. What was once mundane, like standing in line at the bank, became packed with meaning and visual metaphors. This openness to the world around me proved to invite the most interesting and, at times, surreal situations.
During a film festival viewing of a documentary that I not only edited but poured my heart into, I experienced a moment of deep satisfaction and contentment as I realized that the entire room, over five hundred viewers, were silently witnessing my soul that was on the screen before them. I recognized the potential connection that could happen and discovered a new way for my voice to be heard.
"I wish to write for those moments when you can hear the music crescendo around the scene that is just starting to pour out from your fingertips."
I wish to write for those moments when you can hear the music crescendo around the scene that is just starting to pour out from your fingertips. I wish to develop the mastery needed to translate more of my ideas into screenplays and combine many of my talents and interests through this medium. I hope to eventually sell or direct my scripts and I am likely to continue after this program to both the advanced screenwriting and the television writing program.
*quote pulls were not included in the original statement
Aug 30, 2015
There once was the toga. Philosophers worked those togas, as did empire builders...but at some point things changed, and clothing evolved to the separate pant and shirt, top and bottom combinations we all wear most days.
Clothing habituation has set in. When we live with certain norms long enough, we become complacent about questioning them. Wouldn't you agree? If someone introduced some of our most basic everyday garb as new ideas now, in this post millennial virtual digital new age, we'd laugh at them while exclaiming "so inefficient!"
Exhibit A: The Men's Necktie: a chocking strap whose main purpose is to...what? Hide buttons.
Haven't we evolved our space age fabrics beyond even the need for such outdated closure systems? buttons? If you really think about them buttons are archaic manual latches, old fashioned methods of closing an article of fabric that at one time could never stretch over our huge heads and still maintain a tailored fit. But now we have the technology; plenty of stretchy fancy spandexy...that's right "spandexy" smart fabrics...you get my point.
Exhibit B: The Pants
Let's examine this scientifically and with fresh eyes: rather than draping from the shoulders they start to hang from the middle of the body. So they start...there! There is usually a zipper to allow for access to the sexual and elimination organs...that cannot be accessed from below because each leg is sewn in...essentially.
They don't necessarily stay there on their own...
You may need to strap them on with a belt, to keep them from falling down, or you may choose to hang them from your shoulders with elastic-y suspenders.
If they droop, you may unconsciously alter your posture to keep them on (rather than risk revealing your most private parts, or even just a bit of a crack). So rather than embracing the law of gravity we fight against it with these overly complicated methods of holding fabric on our bodies. Maybe if we all stopped wearing pants we would experience a severe decrease in back problems!
Exhibit C: Skirts...same as pants, usually minus the belt...
There are a few options...but basically anything that hangs from the shoulders or is one piece. So we're talking about togas, dresses, or unitards...technically overalls could be included in the list, but in many ways that seems like a step backwards (I'm going to justify that bias by saying that overalls are too close to "pants with suspenders").
Unitards don't have to be the skin tight tard as seen worn by Deelight...but could be more like the "future" garb that was realized in Star Trek. In that somewhat idealized future they finally realized how ridiculous and outdated our clothing is that needs to be clasped and belted to stay on.
Embrace the togas, unitards, and dresses...yes guys too...I challenge you to dress from the shoulders down, and see how much better your body feels.
This topic is reminding me the ridiculousness of our heavy all day movement restricting Blazers! Perhaps I'll go into detail about that in a later post.
Aug 23, 2015
The art making process can be, and in most cases is a very private, individual, quiet act performed by introverts that are quite satisfied sequestering themselves from the outside world while practicing in their preferred medium.
We play and toil, celebrate and lament safely in our own, carefully designed, inspirational space that at best is a physical representation of the inside of our heads (yes, even when it's cluttered).
We develop relationships with each piece...at times a love/hate...but hopefully...eventually one of respect and appreciation.
And then it's time to show.
What horror?! That piece that we've committed hours, weeks, months, sometimes years to may be glanced at for mere seconds. How will anyone be able to appreciate the agony and the passion that went into it without an explanation?
Showing your work, and attending your own gallery opening is a most surreal experience. Like a bird booting it's baby from the nest..we put our work on display, then watch from afar as patrons gather. Some may be familiar: friends and family showing their support showing up with smiles, hugs, and flowers, and pre-armed with praise. And then there are the strangers that you don't know, and that certainly don't know you as they harshly critique the work with you standing in earshot.
So why put ourselves through this hell!?
How else will you know how people (besides your own mother) truly respond to the work?
How else will you progress and get your work out there?
It's a way for us to communicate that goes deeper than we are able with words.
During a film festival showing of a piece that I poured my heart into, I experienced something unexpected when I witnessed an entire theatre...more than 550 people...witnessing my soul on the screen in front of them. They were captivated, and I had found a new voice.
At some point we have to let go, let it be what it is and move on. Showing helps us do just that. Put it out there. Be brave. Move on.
It pays off
Sales happen. Requests happen. And a reputation starts to build and hopefully gather momentum. You may start to acquire collectors that will follow you and attend future shows (start that mailing list now!) You won't know or experience the rewards until you try.
So...how do you survive your first showing?
Gather support from family and friends
Having friendly faces around you is comforting and will hopefully make the time go by quicker.
Prepare your answers
You can always let the art speak for itself...but you might benefit from having a few clever things ready to say including:
- anecdotes about the creative process and your inspiration,
- ideas for your next series (tease your next show),
- and evasion tactics (for anything you don't want to answer).
Hide or Schmooze
You can choose to stand outside and stay somewhat hidden and mysterious, or go all in and practice your schmooze...just remember that everyone is there to see you...or at least a visual manifestation of a part of you...so revel in it!
Aug 16, 2015
You may be telling yourself that there just isn’t enough time to paint, or to draw, or to write that novel you’ve had in your head for…how long has it been now? Or perhaps you let fear stand in your way of singing, or dancing, or songwriting…even though it can be a completely private act if you choose for it to be.
For as many excuses as there are for not creating something new on a regular basis, there are just as many reasons to make it a part of your daily routine. Here are just a few:
1. To Feel Good
(as long as you don’t let self-judgement get in the way)
You don’t have to be the next Picasso to benefit from expressing yourself creatively. No matter the preferred medium, creative expression has proven to help elevate mood as the act of focusing is a mediation of it’s own. The key is to focus on the process. How does it feel to pull a wet brush across dry paper? Or to gently pluck strings that send sweet tones to your ears? You'll know that you've found the right creative outlet when the process alone incites pure joy or a natural high. Stop focusing on output! The experience alone is worth the effort.
2. To Open Your Creative Floodgates
Starting the process is usually the hardest part, whether you’re staring in a panic at a blank page, or just avoiding and making excuses in general. But, once you start you’ll likely find that momentum kicks in, the floodgates open, your panic will transform into enthusiasm, and all of the ideas that have been stuck and stuffed inside you are eager to come out…all you need to do is provide a medium. You may even fall into creative habits, like carrying a sketchbook with you because you’re using it and need it easily accessible…not because you are forcing yourself to do so.
3. To Remember To See The World From a Different Perspective
The world looks different through creative eyes. What was once mundane becomes packed with meaning and metaphor. Strangers become muses. Everything around you seems more interesting as it is potential material or inspiration. A deeper intimacy can be reached with familiar places that may otherwise be overlooked.
4. To Face Your Fears
The courageous act of doing something you are afraid of is an accomplishment in itself. Identifying and facing your fears will empower you. Every artist encounters fear in many aspects of the creative process. You don’t have to wait for your time on the couch with your psychotherapist to deal with it…just paint. If you really hate it, you can always destroy it (at least that ugliness is out of your mind and body)!
Book recommendation: Art & Fear: Observations On the Perils (and Rewards) of Artmaking
5. To Learn To Let Go
Ditch masterpiece syndrome and instead master peace.
Not everything you create is going to be your next masterpiece, so don’t expect it to be. Some of your work will annoy you, deter you, or even enrage you…and that’s okay…for two main reasons:
1) That painting that drudges up turmoil doesn’t need to be framed or even saved.
2) You can move on to another piece and start fresh.
An early lesson in art school is that it is better to learn your lessons from the mistakes of the last project and start fresh than it is to toil over the same piece indefinitely. You will progress faster if you just move on.
6. To Surprise Yourself
The more practice you put in, the more opportunities you will have to surprise yourself. “Happy accidents” in art are those moments when something unexpected, usaully a mistake, makes your work even better than you had planned it to be. Like, when you accidentally spill your muddied water on your clean canvas and find that it creates a sophisticated background effect.
Once you’re past the initial logistics of squeezing creativity into your day, you can become open to discoveries about the medium, yourself, your preferences, or the world around you. You may even find your personal niche.
7. To Define Your Preferences
Whether you love photographing people, textures, or landscapes…the only way to know is to start, and notice what draws your attention. You might think that you don’t have any interest whatsoever in photographing people, but then may find that the challenge of capturing the fast moving action of a soccer game is invigorating. Experimenting will lead you to your preferences of subject and medium. You may think that you want to paint, but actually love the process of drawing. Your preferences are an important part of defining yourself as an artist, and will help you to determine how to best spend your time and resources.
8. To Hone Your Skills
Practice does make perfect. But more importantly, mastering an art form allows you to forget about the technical aspects, and just purely express yourself. Honing your skills may also allow you to eventually turn your hobby into an income generator that at least pays for itself.
9. To Feed Your Soul!
Creative expression is one way for your soul to communicate with you and others. It may illuminate your deepest darkest fears, or your true desires. Either way, it will benefit you in ways that could not be achieved through a nexflix series binge-watching session. So what are you waiting for?
First, generate a list of activities that have been a complete waste of your time.
(Primetime TV may well be at the top of the list).
Next: Pick a creative outlet.
sketching…writing…songwriting…interpretive dance…underwater basket-weaving….
Then: Make a committment to either:
- a certain number of “sessions” or
- an amount of time that you will practice it.
Whether you decide to commit to 5 minutes everyday, 5 hours for the entire week, 10 articles, or 200 photos, write it down, and
Then, of course: Follow through.
(You may want to illicit the help of a supportive friend to add an extra level of accountability).
Finally: Reward yourself for meeting your goal!
Don’t worry about the quality of the finished product yet….just do it for the sake of doing it…for the joy of the process!
Feb 17, 2014
Jul 5, 2012
The beautifully shot "Ocean View," by Orchid Tao and Jarrod Wilson, is coming together with a few long distance editing sessions. It's great to work on such an aesthetically pleasing piece. With all the reality style media taking over, I crave a return to the filmic experience, the stylized design, and thoughtful compositions. Previews and photos to come!
Jan 13, 2012
ok...re-arranging older business:
January 2012 - The year was off to a great start before it even began. Re-united with Fender once again for some pre-NAMM video production.
December 2011 - How time has flown. I've been cranking out educational videos for About.com, everything from "visiting the Desert Botanical Gardens" to "how to count to 10 in Japanese." Starting Jan 1 all videos will be in sweet HD!
March 2011 - Revisions are underway for feature film screenplay "Making an Exit." Script is to be entered into the Nicholl's Fellowship this spring. New video projects are in the works, including Fender's Girl Rock Nation.
Feb 2011 - "The Song Within" was well received, and was given an additional showing during the festival - Thursday Feb 24, 8pm. Thank you all for such a warm response!
Our artistic documentary (with new title "The Song Within") has been accepted into the Sedona International Film Festival! It will be showing on Feb 21 at 9:00am (yes that's in the morning - but what better way to spend a Monday morning? Forget that tedious commute to work, take the day off, and get thee to the beautiful red rock mountains!)
Join us for this exciting world premiere. The film is based on the premise that wisdom is everywhere, all you have to do is pay attention. I was the editor and artistic director for this film, and I promise you that it is an aesthetic experience unlike anything you've seen before.
(previous title: wise women of Sedona")