Filmmaking is about stories and I feel like I have forgotten that in the last few months. When you work behind the scenes, one film takes months, if not years to plan, produce, edit and finally get it out into the world for people to see. When you’re worrying about the minute details, like I often have to, it’s hard to remember the bigger picture – that you are telling a story. Stories are what caught my attention in the first place, and so I’m trying to go back to the base element of what I do. I tell stories. Or at least I try to.
In trying to keep up with a posting schedule that I made for myself for this blog, I’ve found that I’ve moved away from finding work that inspires me and that makes me want to tell stories in new and different ways. Instead, I’m sharing whatever I can find to fill the space, and that’s not what I want this to be about.
This shift has exhausted me (like so many other bloggers out there) and I find that I’m struggling to find content that I feel goes with what I am about. To be blunt, I’ve started to resent the pressure that I’m putting on myself. Stupid, I know. The good news is that I’m not going to stop posting, but I am going to stop with my monthly themes. I may even stop with the weekly posts. I’m not going away. Just getting more picky about content but NOT about what month each item fits into.
So with this new freedom that I give myself, I’m sharing whatever I find when I want to. And, I won’t have the pressure to find weekly content when I’m at my busiest with other work. Yahoo!
So for my first week of my new found freedom, here is something that I found a while ago, but had never found a good time to share it:
I love the camera movement, and the sentimentality of what so many of us consider an everyday object. I myself have so many keys on my keyring, that I tend to only think of it as another thing not to forget as I run out the door. This little short reminds me to stop and appreciate even the seemingly mundane objects in my life.
Until next time…