A donkey on the edge.
Sep. 14th, 2009 09:06 amOccasionally, I even leave the studio.
My job, my job. My job is lots of fun. My job is OK paid . My job is run by a band of merry nutters. My job is full of rather pretty people. My job is quite trivial. My job is ego-oriented. My job can do some good but there's no guarantee. My job entails a goldfish bowl environment where every feeling is magnified. My job is full of non-constants and random factors. My job is emotions based. My job therefore is intensely subjective and not always fair or kind. My job is demanding. My job is exhausting. My job is consuming. My job is consuming me.
And though I love my job, it is time to look beyond to other projects. My work so far has been kindly but clearly cut to ribbons by someone who really knows what they are talking about. 'What we need now,' They say, 'Is footage of [smokingboot] out on the streets, laughing, shaking her hair back, natural and talking with passion.' Passion. What am I passionate about? And what makes me laugh? Bloody hell, I can barely remember. If you recall, please drop me a comment below and remind me, it would be good to hear!
Other projects wait patiently while I faff about for cash, then come home and collapse.
One tiny project is not for gain or furtherment, but because I couldn't help writing it, one that I would like someone to film. I have found some very gifted film makers who have the right kind of feeling for my project: They have created this 90 second wonder below:
http://www.vimeo.com/6468803
Beautiful. The only trouble is, while they have the right love of the sea and poetry, my little piece may well require an understanding of Shakespeare's Tempest to be filmed correctly. Indeed, it may well require knowledge of that play to make sense at all, a massive flaw! Having said that, I don't mind it not making sense as long as it captivates, but it has other massive flaws too; too talky, too stilted, I don't know how to describe each shot and more than that, what is it exactly? I haven't written it for anything, never a good start.I suppose there's a festival somewhere the finished article might be shown at...meanwhile there is so much to be done to more purpose than this. I feel guilty because this isn't a professional piece, I have not written it for a market. I wrote it for me.
Apologies to chums I haven't got back to, I need a holiday. Or a blow to the head. Something like that.
My job, my job. My job is lots of fun. My job is OK paid . My job is run by a band of merry nutters. My job is full of rather pretty people. My job is quite trivial. My job is ego-oriented. My job can do some good but there's no guarantee. My job entails a goldfish bowl environment where every feeling is magnified. My job is full of non-constants and random factors. My job is emotions based. My job therefore is intensely subjective and not always fair or kind. My job is demanding. My job is exhausting. My job is consuming. My job is consuming me.
And though I love my job, it is time to look beyond to other projects. My work so far has been kindly but clearly cut to ribbons by someone who really knows what they are talking about. 'What we need now,' They say, 'Is footage of [smokingboot] out on the streets, laughing, shaking her hair back, natural and talking with passion.' Passion. What am I passionate about? And what makes me laugh? Bloody hell, I can barely remember. If you recall, please drop me a comment below and remind me, it would be good to hear!
Other projects wait patiently while I faff about for cash, then come home and collapse.
One tiny project is not for gain or furtherment, but because I couldn't help writing it, one that I would like someone to film. I have found some very gifted film makers who have the right kind of feeling for my project: They have created this 90 second wonder below:
http://www.vimeo.com/6468803
Beautiful. The only trouble is, while they have the right love of the sea and poetry, my little piece may well require an understanding of Shakespeare's Tempest to be filmed correctly. Indeed, it may well require knowledge of that play to make sense at all, a massive flaw! Having said that, I don't mind it not making sense as long as it captivates, but it has other massive flaws too; too talky, too stilted, I don't know how to describe each shot and more than that, what is it exactly? I haven't written it for anything, never a good start.I suppose there's a festival somewhere the finished article might be shown at...meanwhile there is so much to be done to more purpose than this. I feel guilty because this isn't a professional piece, I have not written it for a market. I wrote it for me.
Apologies to chums I haven't got back to, I need a holiday. Or a blow to the head. Something like that.
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Date: 2009-09-14 09:26 am (UTC)However. Passion is always provoked in you by misconceptions concerning things you care about. Laughter quite often by the same things. Not all points of view are equally valid or should be given equal credit.
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Date: 2009-09-14 09:37 am (UTC)I read that as strange and naughty camels.
Other than ice cream , Boot likes:
Date: 2009-09-14 09:36 am (UTC)Jim Dale.
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Date: 2009-09-23 06:57 am (UTC)You understand me very well, thanks for all of this; You are quite right, in fact, the very rough script I have hammered out focuses specifically on these subjects, so thank you for that.
Jim, alas, didn't make the cut...
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Date: 2009-09-23 11:01 am (UTC)Beware the ghost of Hattie... you have been warned...
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Date: 2009-09-14 11:43 am (UTC)LOL. What a title, Boot. I'll tell you what - maybe the donkey will sprout wings and fly. Hey, anything's possible. ;)
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Date: 2009-09-14 10:55 pm (UTC)Ignorance is mine
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Date: 2009-09-15 10:01 am (UTC)Sounds like you do indeed need a break. Even a job you love doing can get too much if its still a job and not a passion.
I have been enjoying working for Tesco Clubcard at their call centre as a temp lately - its a nice place, with great people and I get to help family's and oap's have a good time which is lovely. There are no aggressive sales targets and everything is pretty relaxed. Its not my passion though (thats art, writing, researching, games etc).
Following your passions can be both joyful and a major stress though.
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Date: 2009-09-23 07:03 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-09-23 07:21 am (UTC)I have been sloooowly making some in-roads into illustration work with some success but have yet to get to a point where it resembles a stable enough income to have any sort of financial stability (the Tesco job is a temp one, on and off based around their mailing cycles and the work is not guaranteed). Neither of us have much time for a social life alas. So its a case of 'things are better than last year but still suck'.
Did I mention before that we finally managed to catch you on telly?
Aside from work, how are you doing?