Friday, October 29, 1999
I am writing a script where a father is showing his son how to use a manual camera. The kid is 8 years old, but it's not the first time he's used a camera. It's maybe the third time he's touched it, but it will be the first time that his photo actually comes out (the kid is so into photography that he makes his father let him do everything himself, including developing)
here's the story, I haven't written the dialogue yet because I don't know
what one would say to a beginning photographer in language he would
understand.
In a subway termninal, the father is telling him how important it is to know what the subject is and how the subject looks composed within the frame. The son takes off running, chasing a young girl. The father yells after him and he replies 'I'm concentrating on my subject, dad!" (which is a variation of what his father told him minutes earlier.
the young boy races after the pretty young girl and slides on the ground to set up his shot just before the girl steps in the train. She looks at him and smiles and he snaps the shot.
Then you see him hanging the photo on his wall, and they talk about how it's the first photo that came out and the boy is very proud of it.
FLASH FORWARD 15 years. The young man is in college. he meets a girl, they hang out all day. She stops by his dorm room just before they say goodbye
(she needed some notes or something from the class they have together)
She walks up to the door and is stunned by the photograph. She asks him where he got it. he tells her the story of how this photo inspired him to be a photographer and it's the first real thing he's ever been proud of. He knew at 8 years old what he wanted to do for the rest of his life.
She holds him by the hand. (they've had a chemistry all day long) and she informs him that it is SHE in the photograph that smiled at him so many years ago...
I love it. I walked around campus all day, almost in a daze because I think it is the perfect way to open my next film.
here's the story, I haven't written the dialogue yet because I don't know
what one would say to a beginning photographer in language he would
understand.
In a subway termninal, the father is telling him how important it is to know what the subject is and how the subject looks composed within the frame. The son takes off running, chasing a young girl. The father yells after him and he replies 'I'm concentrating on my subject, dad!" (which is a variation of what his father told him minutes earlier.
the young boy races after the pretty young girl and slides on the ground to set up his shot just before the girl steps in the train. She looks at him and smiles and he snaps the shot.
Then you see him hanging the photo on his wall, and they talk about how it's the first photo that came out and the boy is very proud of it.
FLASH FORWARD 15 years. The young man is in college. he meets a girl, they hang out all day. She stops by his dorm room just before they say goodbye
(she needed some notes or something from the class they have together)
She walks up to the door and is stunned by the photograph. She asks him where he got it. he tells her the story of how this photo inspired him to be a photographer and it's the first real thing he's ever been proud of. He knew at 8 years old what he wanted to do for the rest of his life.
She holds him by the hand. (they've had a chemistry all day long) and she informs him that it is SHE in the photograph that smiled at him so many years ago...
I love it. I walked around campus all day, almost in a daze because I think it is the perfect way to open my next film.
Tuesday, October 12, 1999
I am wondering what is to come of myself in the upcoming months? I feel like i am standing at the center of a bunch of paths and I can't decide what to choose.
i need to decide if I am staying here (and sign a new lease in a few weeks) or go home in january. I dunno what to do. I could make more money back home but I would get good job experience here.
i got my tickets. I am going to Florida for new years eve to see Phish.
They are playing on an Indian Resevation for 2 days straight. on NYE, they are playing from Midnight until DAWN!. how cool is that?
Mia and I broke up for real. She moved back to west bloomfield. I dunno. I never let her in. I'm so afraid of the female gender that I just don't want to get close because after all, they all go away in the end. Just like that nine inch nails song. How many times can i just give myself to someone and then it all fizzles out. I guess I should beleive more. Mia and I didn't
work because I was never into the relationship thing. You only get what you put into it and I never put in squat. I'm so closed off that I can't even talk to girls anymore.
Oh well. i'll just write films about it and when I'm famous, maybe I can fuck Gweneth Paltrow or that girl that used to play
Punky Brewster. Solei Moon Frye or whatever. Wow. what a rant. I gotta split. Alba is driving me to my car so I don't have to carry my iMac across campus. (i left it at work last night and i had to take it to school because I ran out of time and couldn't drop it off at my place)
i need to decide if I am staying here (and sign a new lease in a few weeks) or go home in january. I dunno what to do. I could make more money back home but I would get good job experience here.
i got my tickets. I am going to Florida for new years eve to see Phish.
They are playing on an Indian Resevation for 2 days straight. on NYE, they are playing from Midnight until DAWN!. how cool is that?
Mia and I broke up for real. She moved back to west bloomfield. I dunno. I never let her in. I'm so afraid of the female gender that I just don't want to get close because after all, they all go away in the end. Just like that nine inch nails song. How many times can i just give myself to someone and then it all fizzles out. I guess I should beleive more. Mia and I didn't
work because I was never into the relationship thing. You only get what you put into it and I never put in squat. I'm so closed off that I can't even talk to girls anymore.
Oh well. i'll just write films about it and when I'm famous, maybe I can fuck Gweneth Paltrow or that girl that used to play
Punky Brewster. Solei Moon Frye or whatever. Wow. what a rant. I gotta split. Alba is driving me to my car so I don't have to carry my iMac across campus. (i left it at work last night and i had to take it to school because I ran out of time and couldn't drop it off at my place)
2004 is looking good
Iím feeling kind of clausterphobic up here in the loft. The area I work in is also the STORAGE area, so thereís all sorts of boxes piled up that fall if I move the wrong way. It sucks. My film transfer station is up and running. All I need is a bulb for a light that broke during the move. Itís a hard to find bulb that may take a few weeks to get in. I need it when I do photos to video, which I have two orders in right now, I think theyíre both for weddings. I will have to show you the one I made for Eric & Cindy, Iíve been meaning to throw them a copy of the video I took then as well. Oh well. Iíll get around to it when I have more time on my hands. (2004 is looking good so far.)
Iím off to read more of the Iliad, my test is Thursday. Iíve been falling behind on the readings due to my inabililty to realize what is important and schedule my life accordingly. Iíve been hanging out too much this week, since Iím free. I always just ran right home to Mia because she didnít have any friends out here, so I havenít hung out with my G.R. friends since like August. But as Chad said to me ìWelcome back to the land of the living.î hhaha. Then he kicked my ass at this fighting game on the Sega Dreamcast. woo hoo. That machine rocks. I think Iíll sell my Saturn to Deb & Thom and buy the Dreamcast
Iím off to read more of the Iliad, my test is Thursday. Iíve been falling behind on the readings due to my inabililty to realize what is important and schedule my life accordingly. Iíve been hanging out too much this week, since Iím free. I always just ran right home to Mia because she didnít have any friends out here, so I havenít hung out with my G.R. friends since like August. But as Chad said to me ìWelcome back to the land of the living.î hhaha. Then he kicked my ass at this fighting game on the Sega Dreamcast. woo hoo. That machine rocks. I think Iíll sell my Saturn to Deb & Thom and buy the Dreamcast
