A Christmas short commercial/film written by Casey Corneil. I directed/shot/edited.
Another volunteer piece for Tec Productions and Side-Splitting Productions. It’s always a pleasure to work with the very talented Clark Robertson!
Sharpe & Blunte 3
Calgary Underground Film Festival (CUFF) 48 Hour Challenge
Well… I seem to begin a lot of my journal entries with well.
It’s 8:38am.. I woke up at 1:30pm yesterday. I have just sat down with a cup of Salt Spring Island coffee in this beautiful downtown Kelowna condo that I am very grateful to be in as I write this on this wonderful, yet crisp November morning with a light dusting of fresh white snow covering the vehicles parked outside the window.
I’ve hesitated many times actually writing in a blog. Maybe I just hadn’t found my voice yet. Part of it simply felt too similar to a journal and I hesitated at the thought of boring you with every minute detail.
It was Saturday, and there was a distant hum in the air of the computer in the other room. I had left it on the night before after…
Oh how I digress… and from what? My thoughts? Oh, ouch. How could I?
Oh great, what have I done… I actually resorted to an animated GIF… too easy, too easy.
Well, in this day and age of Internet memes and …. that other thing…. it’s simply a matter of finding one’s own voice.. and having a fairly decent web server to rely on. As I type this the cursor lags behind. Maybe it’s that laughing meme. Dangit! Oh, how the Internet weaves its tricky web.
I’m writing this less as an outlet, more as a foundation for routine.. a challenge I guess. See, the best part about a blog like this is that it doesn’t have to be perfect. Of course, part of the learning curve has been to be aware of what I say… publicly anyway. And well, anytime really. It goes a loooong way when we have control over our thoughts and consciously use that power. That’s a rambling for another day, however.
At this point, I am simply starting a journal. A public journal mind you. And it may seem weird, it may seem quirky, but if anything I hope it seems the least bit creative. I’m not as worried or concerned about what other people think… I’ve got a Universe of reasons to no longer care, and really… it’s none of my business what other people are thinking anyways.
So, onward and upward I say! To the great unknown, but with the compass set on positive intentions.
And today is a new day filled with possibility.
I began to write this because it is a new day, although it’s a long continuation of yesterday for those who have not yet retired to slumber city. There has been much change in the world, and there will continue to be much change in the world, so, there will be time to sleep when the ebb begins to flow. But, at in this moment it’s prime ebbing time and there is work to be done!
But first, meditation… and then… clear and focused work fueled by intention.
Have an inspiring day.
I suppose I could find satisfaction in writing a blog as a sole outlet of connection with humanity, however, it would certainly come with days of harrowing depression. Reading is a fine art, while interpreting the words is much more practical. A semi-vigilant act that occasionally leads to liberating scene of emphatic insight.
In the book “Crowdsourcing” by Jeff Howe chapter one reveals the roots of our modern day society as a time when, “the acquisition of money through labour (was) seen as a strictly lower-class endeavour.”
How then, did the aristocrats receive their bounty in life?
Produced and Directed by Candace Creelman, edited by Travis Cross