If I don’t get a steady job soon, I’m going to run for Congress and put my uselessness to work.
xoxo – Pikey
My thesis film from graduate school “Madly Unto Eternity” is now up for public viewing here:
It took me and my esteemed colleague Tobias Beidermühle a long time to finally settle down long enough to even have the conversation about posting it for public viewing, and for a few of those who worked on the film with us, this might have caused some consternation.
The making of the film came at a transitional time for me personally, and I was grateful to bury myself in the work; as a creative sort who wears a standard deviation more hats than the average bear, there was a great deal of work in which to be buried… It was – at the time of its completion – my single greatest creative, interpersonal, and bureaucratic achievement, rivaled only by the years of freelance work in New York that followed.
Madly, like any other student film, has its share of obvious issues that make any filmmaker worth his salt cringe to observe. The missed opportunities. The lack of extras in your public space. The scene that was written better as an audition side than the one you ended up shooting. Every time I watch the film, these things are staring back at me and gnawing at my creative conscience. Miserable little gremlins, they.
What I realized when I QC’ed the public cut posted above, however, was that it was well worth every ounce of heartache, stress, and frustration that it took to produce the damn thing, and I’d do it all again – though perhaps a little better – if given the chance. Or maybe I’d have stuck to the original plan and gone to medical school like a man who cared about helping people and having a steady job. Hard to say when you get into these hypotheticals.
Oh well. It’s here, and I hope you like it.
xoxo – Pikey
One thing that I greatly enjoyed about working at Veria Living under the leadership of Andrew Struse was that he created opportunities for personal artistic growth that stretched beyond the borders of our official creative sandbox. I hadn’t imagined that we’d accomplish so much in a calendar year, as there was no shortage of procedural work, but this kind of location shooting is what I loved to be doing, and there was just enough time to do it all.
All of our work supported the brand and translated well between pillars of the company, but at the end of the day, event coverage and promos are two very different animals: location work presents opportunities to mingle your brand with others that might be household names – more successful, more controversial, or sometimes just built for a different demo – whereas promos rarely afford such latitude without a lot of ad sales and marketing groundwork laid in advance.
As a producer, I love laying this groundwork. It’s methodical, deliberate, and civil by its very nature; as a director, however, I love the process of discovering what might never naturally occur as a predetermined plan from the producing standpoint.
As an editor, I just always wish I had more drive space.
xoxo – Pikey
I’d like to offer you an apology. It recently occurred to me that humanity, of its own insecurities and deficits of character, has placed an unfair level of responsibility upon you for its misery. I simply cannot imagine if everyone simultaneously exalted me for my potential to bring them everything and cursed me for being bleak, ominous, or even oppressive when I’d done pretty much the same thing I always had… the worst part? No matter what you bring, it seems like you always disappoint more people than you satisfy, and you can hear them talking shit about it in that especially entitled tone of voice.
I know all you ever wanted to do is to rock your own corner of time while people fawn over the past and take the present for granted. I’m sorry we let the past take credit for the cool stuff you’ve done, I’m sorry we’ve blamed you for the present’s shortcomings, and mostly I’m sorry that we don’t just trust you to handle your business without completely and unequivocally freaking all the way out, every single time we can’t predict what might happen. I want you to know that, while I cannot claim to understand the fullness or depth of it, I do know it sucks to be you. Like a lot.
And I’m truly sorry for that.
xoxo – Pikey