Road trippin'!

It is great to see new places in the world. It is great to meet new people and have a little solo time in between all the action. It is great to work and play all at the same time. It is great to have increased optimism about the future things in life.

Big things on the horizon.

I'll be taking a long road trip but after that I'll be doing a big edit and prepping for a big live stream event. I am pretty sure all of this will consume all my time for the next couple months straight. I am looking forward to it all and expecting it to be an incredible opportunity and challenge. All kinds of good stuff!

Is there a word for the extreme dislike of politics? Politicism?

There's racism, sexism, ageism, heightism... weightism... clownism? Whatever... there's lots of words describing extreme bias, even hatred, against something. I feel something very deep within me, in a similarly negative way, against the realm of politics. It has twisted the social fabric I experience in life but, more importantly to me, it has corrupted individuals I care about in ways I feel helpless to improve in any significant way. I am one small voice fighting against the resounding thunder of a chorus so loud and resonant it tends to crush and align the individual wills of those who would sympathize themselves with it for long enough. A thought-machine so enticing, it's guise so seemingly trustworthy, it's aim so ostensibly honorable that the subtlety of its invasive nature is almost entirely cloaked and any cracks in its facade quickly become either hidden from sight or ignored altogether. And the pains it invokes in the imaginations of those consumed by it become manifest in all other elements of the lives of the afflicted, intentionally, purposefully, or not. People like my dad become collateral damage in a war(imagined, fabricated or otherwise) generally oblivious to him and others like him. I don't have a plan about how to extract this pervasive beast from his life but I did feel the need to at least describe a little bit about this thing I have been fighting. I would call it by something, if only to potentially give it a target, which is why I think it should be formalized... and, perhaps with a small chances push, by writing this short paragraph in my attempt to describe it in some way I hope that something can change... change and chance are nearly identical in spelling, anyway.

A dam and a beach.

Today I got to shoot construction happening in a couple different interesting and very different locales. In a strange, how-it's-made sort of way I got a small peek into the process of creation and I found it all quite fascinating. The actual processes of labor were interesting in their own ways but learning a little about the people at work was also a joy. One of the dump truck drivers mentioned that he was once sent to do that type of work in a South American country for four months. I didn't even know that sort of thing could happen. Anyway, I was continually reminded of how much I enjoy what it is that I do for work. The variety and learning opportunity is so incredible. I am quite lucky, indeed!

Basically half-way through the year.

It has been a very productive year so far. It started slow, as planned, but definitely picked up and has kept me engaged for more of my time than expected. The second half of the year has a bit on the books already but certainly has a lot more of the unknown than preferred. I am optimistic I will be able to stay busy but I know I will have to dedicate more energy to selling my services... which doesn't sound fun but might not be too bad. Ha. I should be paying better attention to my footage so I can improve my demo reel.

Payments on the way.

It seems like the bulk of the money I have earned in the last couple months is just starting to roll in now and I have to say it is a nice thing to behold. I'm not broke or anything but I certainly am much closer to it than I'd prefer. I have a good chunk of preparation to make for my upcoming trip and the improved cash flow will definitely help.

Where has all the poetry gone?

There are a lot of uninspiring days in life. Even some of the fun ones that have a decent crop of positive human interaction can fall flat in the inspiration department. Maybe it's the positive human interaction that doesn't hold enough dramatic potential for that sort of thing... or maybe I'm just making up excuses. Anyway... I miss the poetry. I look forward to its return!