As I watch all the 9/11 programming this morning, I can’t help but feeling angry. Angry at the fact that a group of people, regardless of their race, religion or ethnicity, could be so close minded in their beliefs and have so much hatred in their hearts to do the unspeakable and commit the atrocious acts that were committed ten years ago today. Watching all the footage today makes me realize how much it still hurts every time I see the towers fall, as if it had just happened yesterday. My thoughts and prayers today go out to anyone who lived through the tragedy or had a family member perish ten years today. My heart goes out to all Americans and to the victims of any type of hate crime all over the world. We will remember and we will never forget.

"Anyone who lives within their means suffers from a lack of imagination."
Oscar Wilde
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"Eighty percent of success is showing up."
Woody Allen
"Fear stimulates my imagination."
Don Draper
My newest favorite toy.

Last post before I go to bed.

Best performance of 2010 Grammys. Straight up.

When I grow up, I want to be just like him.
*swoons*

After the storm…

Action! Cut! Print!

After ten arduous months of blood, sweat and tears, my thesis experience at Miami International University of Art and Design finally came to a close about a week ago when I turned that sucker in. Finally!

I was going to write a long and detailed blog describing the whole experience, but I probably would have pissed some of you off and I don’t feel like dealing with bullshit over thesis anymore. I’ll leave it at this: I lost a lot of faith, trust and respect for certain people over the course of these last ten months. Some peeps came through and did what they had to. To those I raise a glass. To the ones who fucked up: I feel sorry for you. Good luck working in this industry.

Larry Houdini was my baby and I wish certain aspects of its fruition would’ve been in better hands. I’ll leave it at that.

Now I have the future to look forward to. I don’t have to make movies for school anymore, which is a huge relief. Administrators suck the creativity out of you and your projects and it’s really hard to make a unique, quality film at school. I haven’t  seen anyone do it yet.

Filmmakers don’t make good movies till they leave school. Plain and simple.

Would I change anything? No.

I learned a lot of what not to do and what types of people not to trust. I try to look for the positive in any situation and there are definitely some life/career skills that I’m taking away from all of this.

Will I survive as a filmmaker after film school?

I sure as hell hope so.

Every writer I know has trouble writing.
~Joseph Heller