pushing on
Today is a chilly Friday afternoon here in LA, and my body is craving sleep. After pushing so hard early this week with being in two films, it makes perfect sense that I would want to sleep forever and ever.
I've been brainstorming about my first film project. I pitch my idea next week in class. So far I have images in my mind, but no concrete story plot. I keep seeing the juxtaposition of the words Peace and Piece, as in "peace of mind" vs "pieces of mind." Some of my ideas have spawned from some poetry I wrote after Hannah got sick last year. The whole idea of not knowing yourself, or having a part of yourself that you didn't like. It almost parallels the "old man v new man" idea of christianity. But story is what is important in my film, and story is what I'm unsure of. Do I have a story? Or just some pretty images I want to throw on the screen?
Tonight some of my friends are having a girls night at their apartment. It will be fun I'm sure. I'm looking forward to it.
I'm also working on my second paper for Theology in Hollywood. I have to write about a film, or a part of a film, in which I found spiritual truth. I know what I'm gonna write about (the end of Moulin Rouge). Just gotta sit down and do it. Also we have a chapel next week for TH and I'm speaking in it. I should probably work on that too.
My weekend is pretty lax this time around. So I'm trying to get some major organization taken care of. Its difficult because all I want to do is curl up and go to sleep again. I'll probably go take another nap after I finish this. Oh and I'll get to go to church this sunday since I won't be filming. That makes me excited.
I have a headache. Yeah, sleeping some more will be good.
And this has nothing to do with anything else, but I found this quote that I absolutely love:
"And your very flesh shall be a great poem." ~ Walt Whitman
I wish I could have squeezed my poetry books in with my stuff... oh well.
I've been brainstorming about my first film project. I pitch my idea next week in class. So far I have images in my mind, but no concrete story plot. I keep seeing the juxtaposition of the words Peace and Piece, as in "peace of mind" vs "pieces of mind." Some of my ideas have spawned from some poetry I wrote after Hannah got sick last year. The whole idea of not knowing yourself, or having a part of yourself that you didn't like. It almost parallels the "old man v new man" idea of christianity. But story is what is important in my film, and story is what I'm unsure of. Do I have a story? Or just some pretty images I want to throw on the screen?
Tonight some of my friends are having a girls night at their apartment. It will be fun I'm sure. I'm looking forward to it.
I'm also working on my second paper for Theology in Hollywood. I have to write about a film, or a part of a film, in which I found spiritual truth. I know what I'm gonna write about (the end of Moulin Rouge). Just gotta sit down and do it. Also we have a chapel next week for TH and I'm speaking in it. I should probably work on that too.
My weekend is pretty lax this time around. So I'm trying to get some major organization taken care of. Its difficult because all I want to do is curl up and go to sleep again. I'll probably go take another nap after I finish this. Oh and I'll get to go to church this sunday since I won't be filming. That makes me excited.
I have a headache. Yeah, sleeping some more will be good.
And this has nothing to do with anything else, but I found this quote that I absolutely love:
"And your very flesh shall be a great poem." ~ Walt Whitman
I wish I could have squeezed my poetry books in with my stuff... oh well.