When I was little, coming up with an idea and build a fantasy universe around it was the easiest thing in the world. When I think of it now it does give me the chills.
My ideas seem now random and fragmented, and even when they shine some light on their own it's difficult to make them stick together. Mick Jagger told me it's probably 'cause I have higher expectations now. Well, sure. But still, I kind of miss the way it didn't matter whether the storylines of our games were logical, linear or anything else. They were simply attractive, they sucked us into something wide, with infinite possibilites. My brother and I would digg a hole in the ground and find ourselves on the side of a sugar river, and I would possibly and probably be a monkey, or an old man.
When the glimpses do stick together and turn into something visible to the rest of the world, resembling what I had in my mind, it's the best thing.
Even if it's not a wide and infinite child story. Even if it's just light and skin on screen. I guess that is what filmmaking is all about - only my opinion. I might be right or wrong...Etc.
June 5, 2009
June 4, 2009
Arthouse imbécile
June 2, 2009
Grasssleeping and haircuts
Days are flyin' by fast. Seriously. Today we handed in our visual music projects, and we'll actually be done...in a week. Iiik! Today I finally got back a couple of filmrolls taken sometime "back" in may. Bendik's hair has grown quite long since than (at least, that's what he says), and Jesper isn't asleep i the bushes right outside Burger King anymore.
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