“the more you noodle this over, the more meaningless this seemingly thoughtful gesture becomes.”
(h/t Kevin Mathis and Plugged-In)
Mar 10
comforting. peaceful. serene.
lost. distraught. pleading.
two different scenes. two different attitudes. two different tones. two different emotions.
one author. David.
Feb 26
since there are way too many things to say about this film to fit into the five-and-a-half minute runtime, i thought a written commentary would be better. the following goes through the entire sunday morning film scene by scene and gives some insight into each aspect of the story being told and the production itself.
it’s extremely comprehensive, and you may not want to read it all at one sitting. i’ve divided it up according to the timer on the Vimeo video, in case there’s a specific shot you’re wondering about. if you have any other questions, feel free to contact me or ask in the comments below.
Feb 15
for two months, i devoted most of my waking hours to thinking about, shooting, writing, planning, editing, or watching the following project, commissioned of me by the church i attend, North Boulevard church of Christ.
our family at North Boulevard is embarking upon a new journey. though it may seem big or vague or different, it is in reality just another day within a long history of a moving, growing, breathing, alive Church.
our hope with the 2020 Vision at North Boulevard is that we may spark a spiritual awakening in our community, region, nation, and world. we hope the things we pray about today will bless generations long after our evening has come.
Nov 26
years ago, we were shooting some 2nd unit stuff for a student film in the front parking lot of a strip club in Winston-Salem. i had been cast as a 1970s news anchor.
Apr 03
the following is fiction.
fiction — though rarely factual — is often True.
“oh… hi.”
“hi!”
the next thing was a pause. i know it was probably only a split-second, but it felt like an hour. as all blood rushed to my brain, i feared whatever look i must be giving her. my brain scoured for social info on how next to proceed. nothing instinctual was there.
“what are you doing here?” was all i came up with.
