I finished the rough cut for my production1 short today. It is far from perfect. It is the ogre in a film school filled with fairy tale creatures. But I love it anyway. Because it is my ugly beast of a child. Truly a face only an unfortunately optimistic mother could love. And I'm taking it home to meet my parents this weekend. They will ooo and aaah over it publicly, then behind closed doors, they'll secretly organize an angry mob with torches and pitchforks.
Today, while sitting in the dark and cozy dungeon some call an editing room, I silently sang (in my head) made-up lyrics to the tune of "Making Christmas" from The Nightmare Before Christmas.
Making movies! Making movies! La la la! It's lots of fun for everyone.... la la la?
Meanwhile, normal people were outside in the park enjoying the sun and unusual 70 degree weather.
I chose darkness.
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