- 1:25 PM, Tuesday,
November 19th, 2019:
- Literally none of
that just happened. It's from delivering the
deliverables last year for Part 1 and an event for our
distributor Don and I went to... I just never
showed it before and I forgot to get video for this
trip downtown because I parked illegally and was
- So there it is.
What is a yearly rite of passage now (one that will
continue in 2020, 2021 and 2022 at least - more on
that soon)... physically driving a hard-drive to my
distributor and realizing that's it! No more changes!
It's over. It's a pretty strange feeling. I've
mentioned it with construction before: you work so
hard at something it becomes a routine and it feels
like caring for a baby. And then it's done and it
vanishes. With construction you usually have a
finished product you can see and feel. Your kids can
still visit... and of course you can SEE your movie
online or whatever... but the magic in movie making is
that ability to fundamentally CHANGE IT at will.
What it is at the end of the day could be drastically
different by the end. When it's "done" you still kind
of want to tinker and you have ZERO ability to.
I mean, unless you're George Lucas. With your
kids you can still talk to them, still help them once
they're gone. It's not daily, but there's still
something there. Same with maintaining construction.
- But a movie? Whew.
You let it go and then you get HOUNDED. You get
JUDGED. All performance is like that: people have an
incessant need to
TELL YOU HOW GOOD OR BAD YOU ARE.
It's hard. It hurts. It's awful.
- And as an artist,
I do it every, fucking, day. The Journey is a constant
opening of my soul to complete strangers that will use
it against me, say awful shit to me, and some? Will be
wonderful and appreciate it. I like those people.
I like the critics too, but the art of the
critique seems to be lost these days. Welcome to
- But for now,
I relax. It'll be up before I know it and I
can finally share everything that's happened.