I have a confession to make.
I have been focusing more on my web series project (one that bloomed out of its parent project) more than I have the documentary for quite some time now.
My computer hit the max and I needed to get another hard drive.
Between that and a litany of other things, the project was more or less put on hold until… go figure, I was feeling a bit more inspiration.
That happened (another awakening if you will) at Comic Con and further more as it continued past. And while a lot of the video I got at the con may not likely make the doc, it was what happened afterward that actually reminded me “get back on your project, it’s important.”
I do not believe in forcing art. I am a purist of so many forms. I want genuine pieces that I can be proud of.
I took a time out… perhaps a lot of that should have been on film. Perhaps it wasn’t meant to. It was not a great time for me.
And then the card came.
At the time, I honestly couldn’t tell you how many cranes I was at. I was slacking and, well, hadn’t folded in months either. And while I have quite a bit more than the ones shown here, I still haven’t made the mark just yet.
I got this near the day I had originally intended to finish the project- my soft deadline of August 6th- the 64th anniversary of the bomb dropping on Hiroshima: Peace Day. I had failed but maybe… not just yet.
It was a sign in it’s simplest form sent directly to my doorstop. As did… other things later.
Nonetheless, it’s time. It’s not quite time… but…
Wise words from another world echo in the background. They speak volumes in one short sentence- not written on the back of this card.
They may have just as well have been.
Time will tell.
Time will tell.
For now, I shall reach out…
for that muse…
Well, a girl can’t give everything away. But the answer may not be what you think.