If I had the opportunity to travel more I would. Travelling opens the door to many elements of inspiration.
From the sights and sounds to the experience of getting lost or meeting strangers that become your friends, travelling is invaluable to any artist.
You know the day is going to be awesome when a wet tongue wakes you up in the morning (a doggy tongue, you pervs)! I woke up to Atty, Eric’s beagle mix licking my face, quickly followed by his brother, Leo. Despite my best intention to ignore them, wet noses kept nudging at my hands, begging me to pet them. In fact, when I tried to half-ass pet them, in other words, just put my hand on them without any petting motions, Atty would patiently nudge my hand and lick my face until I paid attention. Finally, after ten minutes,…
To be a successful artist, one must have boring days. I have many of these days because I spend 99% of my time working. I do not see it as working though, just when I write about it, I realize that spending paragraphs talking about editing is probably super boring to most people. The first part of today was working. As an entrepreneur, there is never a shortage of work. However, work definitely feels more enjoyable when it is happening during vacation. I suppose with the new sights to see, the change in environment, and new people to…
The plus side of running your own production company, or any kind of small business, is that you are never bored. The negative side about running your own business is that you are busy 24-7 and rarely have time to sit and reflect. As a result, on the rare occasion that I do get to travel and take a nice vacation, I like blogging because it helps me collect and summarize my thoughts. make penis bigger First random thought: Though I am constantly struggling to find balance in this chaotic, whirlwind of an entrepreneurial lifestyle, life could not be…
After a great night with Devang, we wanted to spend the next day further exploring Mumbai. Devang had mentioned, “The Crawford Market is usually full of a lot of people and dirty and extremely crowded, but it’s where you find every day stuff that locals buy. Stuff there is really cheap. It’s really crowded and dirty…you probably wouldn’t want to go.” Extremely crowded? Dirty? Cheap? Paul and I said, “Hell ya!” We set off the following morning after a few hours of work (because the internet was FREE) to find this Crawford Market. Before we got too far, I noticed…
The beauty of being a filmmaker is that I get to relive experiences whenever I review and edit my footage. Sometimes this is not necessarily a positive thing, however, 90% of the time it is. Despite having to review approximately 50 hours, 1.5 Tb worth of footage, I welcomed it. India, a life changing experience in person and even more so through the camera. Here is what I came up with for my first pass at the footage (besides the trailer). I hope it gives you as much joy watching it as it did for me editing. The music…
Day 10 (The Power to Change a World) Last day together as a group in Mumbai. Many of us are splitting off to go to other locations within India or other countries (Goa, Nepal, Carola, and Paris). However, Paul and I decided to stay in Mumbai to meet the parents and friends of our dear friend Suma. Our final two group stops: Leela Hotels (real estate) and Lend-a-Hand. For once, I made the early morning meeting time of 8:30 am. Except I didn’t, as Doggett wanted to transfer footage because he was leaving later in the afternoon. So technically,…
Day 8 (Haggling and Slums) Today started painfully with a 5:30 am meeting time. To catch our flight to Mumbai on IndiGo we took a four-hour bus ride back to Delhi. Needless to say, multiple wake-up calls were at the ready. On our way out, I recorded footage of the villages we passed on our way out of Ahmedabad. I fell asleep for various legs of the journey even though I sat in the very front of the bus, as Doggett had insisted, and the bus driver informed me that he needed me not to fall asleep or else…
Day 6 (Mmm….Mango Lassi) full article here Ahmedabad, what a tidy city. It constantly brought to mind how we all take the simple luxuries of cleanliness for granted. Both the skies and streets lacked the pollution we had come to expect; the city even felt safer and less chaotic. (Fun Fact: Gandhi spent a large part of his life in Ahmedabad, and at his request the city became a dry state (alcohol is illegal)). Either alarms must hate us or we hate alarms. Despite the 10 am meeting time, Caroline and I once again missed our alarm and woke…