Work and Candor. For better or worse.
A second blog.
I’ve started a second blog, of sorts, specifically for my upcoming trip to Louisiana. In a matter of weeks, I will hit the road, and travel to Lacombe, Louisiana to spend time with my grandpa. He has a degenerative lung condition, and the clock it ticking. I’m running an Indiegogo campaign to help finance the trip. In the meanwhile, I will be posting pics and anecdotes to this site. I will be documenting the trip here, as well.
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Thank you all.
Don’t go there.
As with most days, I’ve popped down to Barbara’s for a cup of coffee and a chat with my neighbors. Alisha asked about my grandpa’s health. I let her know that the news has not been good, and chemo has been suggested. A young woman was within earshot, and decided to chime in: “I know a Dr in Rome, who can cure him…. You see, cancer is a fungus, and he cures it with baking soda…. I’ll give you his info.” I politely decline, and point out that my grandpa does not have cancer. I’ll save you the alt-med cliches that followed, but I do have some things to say on this situation.
I have a pretty diverse group of friends and acquaintances. As such, I have a number of friends who believe in things that make me bristle inside…. but whatever… the debates can be fun. Chemtrails, homeopathy, fluoride conspiracies, orgone therapy, anti-vaxxers, reiki, fema camps, changing your body’s ph, anything from NaturalNews, stories from RT that haven’t been fact checked…. this stuff gets my hackles up, but it is not worth cutting out otherwise good people. That said: When it comes to my grandfather’s condition, I have zero tolerance for for any suggestion of quack therapy. I am dead serious. Right now, there is no faster way to bring my blood to a boil. You want to believe in this stuff… fine, everyone needs a hobby, but my loved ones are not the vehicles for these snake oil salesmen. Their only product is, at best, false hope. The people who rail against evidence based medicine as “fueled by greed”, whilst raking in book/ad revenue, disgust me to my core. This has become quite personal, so please understand that I’m not so keen on quietly rolling my eyes.
Popping up for air.
The Indiewire Influencers project was definitely a success. The work was solid. The event was very well received. Meetings are in the works, and new projects will follow. That said, I am far from out of the woods.
I’ve made no secret about making this my year to transition to full time shooting. I have some awesome irons in the fire, and while I am running full speed with them, I have gone broke. Normally, 2-3 weeks without assisting work sends me into “Oh shit” mode, with a side of depression. Thankfully, I’ve been producing work that I know WILL pay off, so that has kept me above the line, mentally. Better to be high strung, than depressed. The stress of staying financially solvent, is compounded by the fact that my grandpa’s health is rapidly deteriorating. Turns out his original prognosis was extremely generous. I really need to get back to Louisiana, while he is still lucid. I’m really under the gun, to make money right now. Contrary to the noble ideal of bootstrapping, that is the worst state of mind, for drumming up work.
So lately, and for the near future, I am a big jumble of nerves, distraction, what-ifs, guilt, and frustration. I’ve got my work, and plenty of good people around me. That is what I’m holding on to, while I get caught up. Thanks for the patience, as I know I am being a bit I more self absorbed, than usual. To my fellow photo assistants and digital techs, I’m not out of the game yet. Referrals are appreciated. To everyone: I’ll be back to normal, soon.
I’m not going to be very social, over the next couple of months. Not because I am in a pissy mood… quite contrary. I’ve been hinting at good things happening, work-wise. Opportunities that many of my cohorts would kill for, have been presented. Now, it is on me to knock it all out of the park. So far, so good. I’m in the thick of it all, and will be for the next couple of months. Stay tuned, as some of it I can talk about, and some, I can not. I can say to expect a big announcement during the L.A. Film Fest.
First Trip to New York. First time being flown out to shoot a job. Indiewire! Tribeca Film Fest! GO GO GO. Build. Light. Shoot! Wrap. Screenings. Receptions. Bump elbows with industry moguls. Meet the Princess of Saudi Arabia, and the first female Saudi director. Coffee in the morning, sponsored gin at night. Russ and Daughters kicks the feet from under all that I thought I knew from a good bagel. East vs west fashion sensibilities, summed up as smart vs gaudy. Metro passes. A subway that, while wonderfully functional, fell short of my hopes for a scene out of “The Warriors”. Ground Zero, and and the densest of security guards. Old Fashioned at the Meatball Shop. Work, indulge, and GTFO by way of a direct flight to LAX. What a spectacular blur.
I’ve got some good things happening. These next couple of weeks will be at a breakneck pace. Stay tuned.