Analog photo project: Make a Single Photo from an Entire Roll of Film
…Like Zamario’s amazing contact sheet portrait.
Also, check out Martin Wilson’s awesome contact sheet composites.
March 18th, 2012
February 13th, 2012
What do you do when you’re dreams come true? I’ve been dreaming of it for so long, I think the very concept of it scares the bejaysus out of me. The reality is starting to kick in, I could actually do this for the rest of my life. As my dad put it, “an over night success that only took six years”. I’ve slogged away working on projects in menial roles, and instead of the usual working up the ladder, I’m getting offers left, right and centre as a DP, and not just on shorts, but on features. The amount of people who think me capable and have unbounded faith in my abilities, somewhat blindly I might add is astounding. I’ve technically played it all wrong, I haven’t gone out of my way looking for work, I haven’t done the self promoting bullshit that plagues the industry. On every project I’ve done, no matter the role I’ve always been asked to be involved. Suddenly I find myself overwhelmed as it all comes flooding at me at once. Whereas I’ve spent years waiting on things to come up, I currently find myself with too much on my plate and no-where near enough time to get it all done in. In short, I need a PA, I can no longer keep track of my own schedule. I’m not complaining by any stretch of the imagination, but in awe of how it all seems to be coming together, sorry I’ll rephrase that, how it has all come together. I’m in a different league than I was even three months ago, when I genuinely planned on throwing in the towel. So…is there a right or wrong way to play my cards from here? Can a few hiccups infiltrate what I’ve spent years achieving, or can it grow?!
Tomorrow I start on yet another feature, admittedly not in my preferred role, yet work is work. As with the beginning of all new projects I find myself unable to sleep, awash with apprehension and self doubt. I fear for the day I don’t get nervous, yet with my schedule penned as it is over the next three weeks, I know I’m in need of sleep and TLC, yet I sit in the dark, listening to awe inspiring lyrics by new found artists, a glass of wine in hand, contemplating the month ahead.
What if dreams are achievable? Is it possible I’ll tire of them? Or am I destined to strive further still?! For now, i’ll accept what is within grasp and with it attempt to bully the frightened child within into submission, for a period at least. To bigger and better; I extend my glass, my heart and all that I possess.
February 9th, 2012
January 21st, 2012
Christopher Doyle. I was very fortunate to see Mr. Doyle speak last year. Which I believe was the perfect time to see the great cinematographer. Last year was a year that saw me wandering and homeless. I have learned more about myself, life and other people — having nowhere to call home then any university could ever teach me. Listening to Doyle speak I sensed a kindred spirit. I have been restless and anchorless for a long time. However listening to his great stories I felt that having no path was my path and that was okay.
“I left Australia when I was 18 and I’ve been a foreigner for 36 years. I think that’s very important to the way I work because as a foreigner you see things differently. But I started making Chinese-language films so I regard myself as a Chinese filmmaker. I just happen to be white. Or pink, actually.” Christopher Doyle
At this point in my life I want to set down my anchor and lose myself in the work that lies ahead of me. Chris Doyle is one of the most inspiring people I have had the chance to see.
“My best film is always my next film. I couldn’t make Chungking Express now, because of the way I live and drink I’ve forgotten how I did it. I don’t believe in film school or film theory. Just try and get in there and make the bloody film, do good work and be with people you love.” Christoper Doyle
Is it wrong that I still wish this was the view on every street corner? There’s something friendly, yet invariably informal about half grown little lads donned out in the style of their fathers. Children should remain for as long as possible, soon enough it all crashes down and the harsh light streams through the window that you’re not in Kansas anymore, and that, ‘yes’, this is probably as good as it’s ever going to get for you.
Photo by Stanley Kubrick
(Source: caseymeeks)
January 20th, 2012
Nuovo Cinema Paradiso, 1988 (dir. Giuseppe Tornatore)
By area39
December 10th, 2011
Beautiful shot…
(via lovelikelightning)
December 8th, 2011
Comic genius: Richard Pryor (Dec. 1, 1940 - 2005), stand-up pioneer and star of innumerable film farces…
When I was in Africa, this voice came to me and said, “Richard, what do you see?” I said, I see all types of people.” The voice said, “But do you see any niggers?” I said, “No.” It said, “Do you know why? ‘Cause there aren’t any.”
I went through every phone book in Africa, and I didn’t find one god damned Pryor!
— On race & and on trying to find his roots. Live At The Sunset Strip (1982)
December 6th, 2011
