I wish I still felt the way way I did as a kid about Christmas. I enjoy seeing my family, but the magic is gone, to say the least. There’s no excitement, there’s no magic, and all I can hear are chants of “shop shop shop.” I got on a bus and there was old timey Christmas music playing, and I actually thought to myself that it would make an excellent soundtrack for a suicide scene in a movie. That thought actually inhabited me for about five minutes. Happy Holidays.
Is part of growing up learning to censor yourself? It’s beginning to feel that way. I know the teenager in me would be furious, but a man’s gotta eat right?
Needed to post this as well.
Enough said.
It was nice to be outside for another beautiful day, in December… It’s a little odd, but I’d be lying if I wouldn’t be perfectly content to have this weather stick around until the leaves were back on the trees.
First day back, so we’re making it happen with the mass upload.
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Getting it in.
25 hours of production in 25 hours. Feels good, but I’m shot.
I really like taking production stills. Something about documenting what people don’t normally see(lights, camera, boom, green screen, etc) is fun for me.