Sheldon's Childhood
How odd that I should post a short my friend Sheldon made here...
His synopsis: I started thinking about why the inner workings of my head are like a machine...why the gears keep on turning. It's because I'm growing up. I have stress in my life...everyday pressures. There are moments however when the gears get stuck and momentarily stop turning and I shut down. This occurs when I day dream. I do not know whether I start day dreaming or get stuck first. Most of the time I daydream about things that I have already experienced and I'm reliving the past. It's like there is a minisode playing my head. When I was a kid, I didn't have any stress. I just had to be a kid. I could play and be free. I used to like swinging when I was a little. It was fun because I could go higher and higher like I was a bird, or pretend that I was a fighter pilot flying a jet through the air. It never got old. And when I was ready...I would jump off at that pivotal moment and be completely free from the world. Just flying. Falling. I long for that freedom. With this video I’m gesturing towards that idea of returning/transitioning from adult to child. I never want to be truly grown up. I will always hold on to a piece of my childhood. I think that because my parents got divorced when I was young, it caused me to miss out on a lot of my childhood. Sometimes, I think now I’m trying to relive or make up those times.
Click to viewHis synopsis: I started thinking about why the inner workings of my head are like a machine...why the gears keep on turning. It's because I'm growing up. I have stress in my life...everyday pressures. There are moments however when the gears get stuck and momentarily stop turning and I shut down. This occurs when I day dream. I do not know whether I start day dreaming or get stuck first. Most of the time I daydream about things that I have already experienced and I'm reliving the past. It's like there is a minisode playing my head. When I was a kid, I didn't have any stress. I just had to be a kid. I could play and be free. I used to like swinging when I was a little. It was fun because I could go higher and higher like I was a bird, or pretend that I was a fighter pilot flying a jet through the air. It never got old. And when I was ready...I would jump off at that pivotal moment and be completely free from the world. Just flying. Falling. I long for that freedom. With this video I’m gesturing towards that idea of returning/transitioning from adult to child. I never want to be truly grown up. I will always hold on to a piece of my childhood. I think that because my parents got divorced when I was young, it caused me to miss out on a lot of my childhood. Sometimes, I think now I’m trying to relive or make up those times.