Life has taken a little bit of an interesting turn and I’ve been behind on posting my photos weekly. I’m going to try to get back to it now that I have a computer again. I titled this photo, “Following In Your Footsteps”.
It’s the start of the third week in January – 16 days into 2023 to be exact. In the spirit of trying to reclaim my own creativity, which I’ve been trying to do for a while now, and inspired by a friend of mine who has a daily art practice, I’m going to give a photo challenge a try. The premise is easy – take one photo based on the prompt every week. It doesn’t have to be perfect.
Six years ago I embarked on a very interesting project. Take 48 hours, a genre drawn from a hat, and a required prop, character, and line of dialogue, and see what comes out. This is the 48 Hour Film Project, an international competition to see how quickly filmmakers can race against the clock to make a film.
My mother has this story that she likes to tell where I’m three years-old and I’m sitting on the front porch of our house in sub-urban Baltimore with suitcase waiting for a cab to come down the street and whisk me away to the airport. When the neighbor asked where I was going, my response was a simple, one word place. “Califorja”, which roughly translated from three years-old me to mean “California”. I’m unsure why I was heading there, but I can only surmise that I wanted to be in Hollywood and that I had seen so many movies where you catch cabs when they come down the street and that was what I was doing. Needless to say, I didn’t make it the airport that day. Apparently I became angry with the neighbor when he asked if I needed a ride. I don’t try to pretend I understand the workings of a three years-old me.
An update to this blog is way overdue. My apologies for not doing it sooner. For now, I start by saying that 2012 was a year that was everything I wanted and more. If this was truly going to be the end of the world, this is how I would have wanted to go out…not with a fizzle, but with a giant bang.
Here we are last New Year’s Eve welcoming in 2012!
Rewind to January of 2012. As January 1 of 2012 began to rise, I found myself at home in Baltimore with my parents and many of my friends. 2011 had been a blast and 2012 held promise that it would be better than any previous year. And sure enough, it was.
What do you get when you hand an aspiring film maker, a random genre, a character, a prop and a line of dialogue and say, “Make a film. You have 48 hours.”? The answer is one of the toughest film competitions I can imagine. And this is what I did over a week ago…though it feels like it was yesterday.
So, I’ve not been very good at updating…which is honestly not surprising. Not at all considering that I’ve got an enormous amount of schoolwork to do this semester, a show that is taking up all of my free time and a part-time job. Yeah. Not surprising to anyone that I haven’t been good about updating or talking about my plans.
Well, in case you haven’t already gathered, Geoff, Esther and I went to the U.K. to visit Chelsea. It’s a trip that we started planning back in August when Chelsea left for school. It finally came and so, here I am updating about my trip. Sorry this is super long.
2011 is ending with as much bang as it came in. Last year at this time I was wandering about Boston with friends (Chelsea, Becky T, Lucas, Mel, and my boyfriend, Geoff) as we explored what we could during the first-night festivities. We wandered about the city exploring everything from the Aquarium, to lunch in the North End, to participate on stage with Improv Boston, to seeing Shakespeare in song before ending 2010 on Copley Square with a giant dance party. I couldn’t have asked for a better way to ring in 2011.