This Year's Goal:

I need to Direct a movie.

Not a short.

Not a music video.

Not even a television episode.

A movie.

From the moment I discovered movies- which was before I can even remember- I'm sure I was still just a baby- I've wanted to work in film...

I never wanted to be a fireman, astronaut, policeman or even cowboy. I wanted to make movies. (even though for a few months after seeing the movie Jurassic Park I was interested in Paleontology as a 'back-up'...but I digress-)

When I was 11 I decided on my first career path: Stuntman. I took Karate, I taught myself to tumble, to take a punch, to throw a punch- by the time I was 14 I could run up walls and do a back flip (I'm probably too "pleasantly plump" now, but when I get back into shape!).

I could be realistically and safely hit by cars at 15 and the joy of staging realistic looking 'brawls' in parking lots and shopping malls never really left me until after high school.

I had been working, since I was 12 for a small video game company known as Shoqwave Multimedia (THANK YOU the internet archive for showing it from when I worked there... check out what it is today at www.shoqwave.com)

My job was to create interesting and unique backdrops for levels on a video game being made in the tradition of Myst and Riven.

Well, one day- the owner of the company handed me a video tape with all of our works cut to music. really cheesy slide-show presentation style- but what captured my attention was not how much better my backdrops were than anyone else's- but the fact that he had put it together on a Computer. He had EDITED A MOVIE ON A COMPUTER!

That's the moment I decided what I wanted to be- I didn't know it yet- but I had decided it.

Shortly after that I was in high school- I was 16 and I was taking a classe in the multimedia- just to get me close to the editing stations- it wasn't long before I rarely left the editing room-

In fact, don't tell my parents, but I would oft miss my classes to cut together a short film or PSA or to watch a movie on the big screen in the corner- which was in essence- my big screen.

I spent the majority of my senior year cutting the graduation video behind a castle of Dr. Pepper cans in a dark corner of the room... I spent so much time there they practically gave me a key!

Hell, I met my first official girlfriend in that editing lab. My first exposure to Napster and free music was there. Live television and broadcast news- Editing with headphones- even my first rival spawned from that noisy little room-

That room of Apple Computer's is where I learned to make movies. Its where I taught myself the technical side of film.

The first film I ever edited was- without a doubt- crap. There were maybe 5 different camera angles in the film- But- I'm thankful for the film- it was a HUGE learning experience-

how? how could you have learned from crap? you ask. I'll tell you.

The first lesson I ever learned as an editor was simple: You can't edit something if there's nothing to edit.

We had 5 shots that went in order from beginning of movie to end. Not a whole lot to edit together- not something that'd really build my editing muscle- So- the next project we did- I made sure we got more coverage- stuff to play with at the editing bench. Different angles etc.

This film was also crap. But this time I recognized that the new coverage was there- but it didn't cut together well because it didn't look right- it wasn't framed properly... which taught me as a camera man- over time- with practice- how to do that!

Every project taught me something new and became a platform to practice what I'd already learned: "hey- its framed well but the acting is weird-" so I learned eventually how to get a performance- "I've got a performance, but what they're saying is off-" it helped my writing. "what they're saying is right- but I can't hear it" -fixed the sound.

It has gone on like this for years- Lighting, sound, camera, acting, writing, art direction, costume- its how I learned to make movies. Every new skill building into a sort of mountain shaped skill set- with editing being my base...

It wasn't until just recently- within the last few years- that I realized I wasn't building a mountain towards being a good film maker per say... I was putting the tools together to tell a good story. All the pieces of a puzzle creating the big picture-

8 years ago, I decided I was going to be storyteller. I didn't know it until now. But I had decided it.

So, this year, and I mean this year- I want to direct a movie- not a short- not a music video- not even an episode of TV.

A movie.

Something new...

This is a paper I wrote for a Digital Media class to make up for the month of school I missed for work- I kinda wrote it in half hour- so its sloppy, but I make some personal points in it.

Work on a Reality Show

This year has been an interesting one for me in the professional world. I went through a dry spell of almost 6 months without work. I had to get myself a ‘real’ job to pay the bills.

Then all of the sudden- I started getting hit with work left and right... ALL at the same time- First some really good friends of mine who had been working on a documentary were thrown the funding to shoot two infomercials, I was hired immediately as camera op. and editor- then, the owner of my job decided to start throwing me Assitant Director work on a couple of international commercial shoots he was doing... shortly after he was hired to head up production on the reality show- which, he almost immediately hired me to run camera on.

The point being- One of the main things I’ve noticed about the film/television industry is that- no matter what level you’re at- Work is sporadic. Work is hard to find, unless you know someone and is constantly changing: each of the jobs I had were completely different pay grades for almost the exact same amount of work.

“The Prodigy”

November 6, 2007, 5:00 am. I had been up the entire night working on the first cut of an infomercial in order to have it done before I hopped in a van that would drive me to the airport which would be departing from Salt Lake City and flying to San Diego with a layover in Vegas.

I finished the cut, burned it to DVD, dropped it into the producers mailbox and drove home to pack my bags for the 2 weeks to come. I was going on a cruise. This wasn’t any old cruise though, this was an all expense paid 8 day ride on a cramped boat with 300-400 drunk, rich, 20-30 year old’s, ‘celebrating’ the summer of work they had completed, selling door-to-door for an upstart security systems company... A company who also happened to be funding a ‘reality’ based television competition designed basically as a ‘publicity stunt’ to boost sales and more importantly- recruit salesman.

Things began as normal- as soon as we reached the Vegas airport I was handed an envelope with a per diem (which I later realized, was paid for out of the producers pocket, not the production budget)- we hopped on the plane and made it to San Diego where immediately off the plane the cameras were unloaded and filming had begun- B roll of the airport- contestants loading onto buses. etc.

The following 8 days consisted of a few things... Early mornings, long days, sunburns, late nights, early mornings, long days sunburns, etc. etc.

The boat was cramped and we had to keep all our equipment with us at all times. 6lbs camera (we shot on the Canon XH A1, perhaps the worst camera I have ever worked with) 30lbs of lenses, tape, batteries, lenses, tripod, etc. We would follow contestants from one end of the boat to the other, from the bottom to the top decks.

Crew wise we had: 3 production coordinators to keep track of what was being filmed, 4 camera operators to capture the image and 8 producers to make sure that all that work was actually getting done. Pretty much a normal production.

As for the production- that was a really interesting process... one of the most interesting I’ve been on: Diva attitudes would shift shooting schedules and cause drama- which although good for the screen, was hell for us as cameramen. For THREE days in a row we had early morning call, be set up for the big ‘welcome’ shoot and for THREE days in a row, contestants would flake out, assuming they were too good for the show.

With only one day off the entire time- I slowly came to a realization and vowed never to go on a cruise again.

But I digress, There were two days ashore- one of which was my day off, the other- which was supposed to actually be a second day off but at the last minute it was decided to be a shooting day- but a minimal one. One camera per group.

I drew the short straw.

Meanwhile, those 8 producers I was referred to had no idea which group of them were in charge- see, there were 3 production companies involved in the filming of this production, One, was the company that was hired out of Utah that hired the second company that hired me, the third company was a company out of New York (they did that reality show about putting pageant winners in the same house).

Now, they finally came together on the boat and they ALL assumed that the other company was in charge. So for an entire week, I sat and watched as each group waited to receive orders so I, in turn, could be told what to do.

For that first week- us camera men and our boss made the decisions- we’re the only reason anything got shot. The only reason.

Anyway, the cruise finally ended and we prepped for the elimination rounds, see- I found out part way through the cruise that the hours, literally HOURS of footage we had shot would be cut down to an entire half episode (the episodes were only going to be half hour episodes)... I don’t know about anyone else- but- there’s getting enough coverage- and there’s getting FAR FAR FAR too much coverage.

The cruise ended- we’re preparing for elimination rounds. This is the point that we brought Paul Varela on to shoot- and I know for a fact that he’s got his own unique take on the experience- the elimination rounds were 2 days, two different contests. The first was a door-to-door sales contest; The 3 contestants to sell the least product- were eliminated. This was the day that really brought a few things to head... for one, there was the moral issue that a number of us camera operators had with the concept of door-to-door sales. Its something that has always made me a bit uncomfortable, something I as a person would never do and have vowed never to do. But, I was hired to do a job- I couldn’t really take a moral look at it. I mean, I’M not the one driving a useless product on someone who doesn’t even need it in the first place. I’M not the one being pushy and rude and repetitive and an annoyance to people who are just trying to enjoy their afternoon. I’m not involved, I’m a fly on the wall, right?

“The Dilemma”

This was a good opportunity to see if I had it in me. Too see if I could do what it takes to be in this industry- I mean... its virtually impossible to keep 100% of your values in tact when wanting to be successful in this business. Okay, Okay... don’t read that wrong- there are things I will never take a part in, certain things I would make a stand on. Its the little things- i.e. door-to-door sales- something that isn’t going to tear and eat at my soul. But, it is something I’m morally opposed to... if that makes sense.

So, the question was- would I be able to look past my little annoyances and do a job? How much do I care about success?

The answer? Not enough to break my values, but enough to choke down my complaints and whines and to just do it.

I love film too much to let stupid people ruin it for me.

The second contest was a philanthropy contest. THIS was considerably easier to do- we followed some of the best salesman in the world as they trod from their comfort zones and helped people in need- It was actually quite heart warming- quite amazing what they pulled off. I guess it goes to show that, if you weather the storm- you’re bound to see blue skies.

All in all it was a good experience. I learned a TON. I met good people. I made a connection that will turn out to be INVALUABLE in the future (all I can say is:”HBO television series”)- It was a job that has generated a numerous amount of other jobs. It was worth it.

Anyway, to make a long story short- The whole production, the whole process- it was controlled chaos. Pretty much a normal production.

It's 100% official...

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Finding time when you have nothing but...

He sits, secluded at his desk.

The ashen radiance of his computer monitor converts his already pale skin to an almost flat white.

Thin red veins erode the edges of his eyes and his fingers curl as if they're holding a tennis ball, the tips brushing the the alphanumeric keys beneath.

Nervously his right leg bounces up and down in an erratic cadence, keeping time with the gratuitous firing of synapses playing out within his skull.

To an outside observer he may as well have been in a prolonged and inescapable bout of writers block- but, deep in the recesses of his mind he was burning through idea after idea.

So many things, so many thoughts, so many inner dialogues were playing simultaneously that his external shell, all but the leg, had frozen-

He forgets to breathe. His racing mind comes to a halt when the brains stem takes control and forces a breath into his lungs.

Mildly embarrassed by the little grunt he let out, he looks about the room.

He's alone.

He finds the clock in the corner of his screen- work had been over twenty minutes.

The 'Perfect Gift'

Each year around this time our duty as decent human beings (in this society) is to ask our loved ones, whether that be friends, family, co-workers, pets, stuffed animals or... whatever... what they would like for a gift.

...and each year, with the exception of some of your family (they tend to not care what you think of them...) every one of those loved ones tells you, in one form or another, the same basic thing:

"Oh, I don't care what you get me... it's the thought that counts..."

How often have you found yourself in the situation where you have NO idea what to get someone... No matter how well you know them?

or... say you know what to get them, but your budget doesn't seem to coincide with what it is...

How do you decide on the 'Perfect Gift'?

Well... to be honest... the 'Perfect Gift' really does come from the heart. The 'Perfect Gift' is something you truly want to give the person, not just something they ask for.

In my mind, if you're more excited for the person to open the gift then they are... it's probably the 'Perfect Gift'.

A perfect example is my Father: Every year at this time, the tree gets set up, decorated and lit- its always 'Perfect' in its own way- and every year my dad will come down the stairs, survey the amount of gifts under the tree, turn to my mother and say "There isn't enough.".

It doesn't matter how rough a year they've had financially, it doesn't matter what hardships and toils our family had been through, it doesn't matter how much we tell him that it doesn't matter... and that 'it's the thought that counts'... My mum and dad will make SURE that come Christmas morning, the room is filled with boxes and bags of every shape and size and that the youngest (now my nephew, Devon, who's job it is to pass out gifts) is having to crawl into all the nooks and crannies of our living room to find the last present...

In fact, the year my older brother died, my parents decided they wanted to do something big for the family... and as they're gift, they flew us all to Cabo San Lucas to spend as a family- something to take our minds off the events of a few months earlier I guess...

And... EVEN with that truly amazing gift... where none of us expected any more... come Christmas Eve my parents were passing out gifts to us kids... because it "...wasn't enough."

But, this isn't what I remember most about my dad at Christmas... in fact, I could hardly tell you what actual items I've ever been given... that was never the point...

What I remember most, is how every single Christmas morning at 6 or 7 am sharp (depending on how late my parents were up 'helping Santa'), my Dad would come pounding on our individual doors bellowing excitedly about how the big red guy had been there and how we better get down (or up) the stairs immediately if we didn't want to miss out on the mornings activities... and he wouldn't stop until every one of his children (and they're children as the case has become) were awake and waiting outside the door of the living room.

He wasn't doing this because we weren't excited to come open presents... No...

He wanted to see the looks on our faces... he wanted to feel the energy in the air... he wanted us to know how much he loved us, all that much sooner (even if we thought it was Santa who brought some of the presents).

I actually haven't believed in Santa Claus for longer than most kids due to a discovery I made when I was very young. But I kept up the facade because, well... in essence my Dad was my Santa (white beard and all)...

Santa is one symbol that represents the most unquestionable kindness and a love for everyone... and every year around Christmas time (if not more) so did my dad. (But with this Santa, the naughty or nice list was thrown out about a month before Christmas day...)

I sometimes think about the different symbols or, representatives, of love I've had in my life... and there are three that stand out the most- My mom... The man represented in the photo above... and of course... my 'santa'...

I'd have to say it is because of those three that I am who I am today- the three people I hated to disappoint the most...

So! If you're stressing and lamenting about what to get someone for Christmas... or you feel you don't have the funds, remember... that no matter what it is you give, if you do it with love... true and unquestionable love... it is the 'Perfect Gift'.

(photo courtesy of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints and my photoshop skills)

Fun times...

This may be the best game ever created... it IS an old one... but who cares!? it's an AWESOME one!

This is my score... see if you can beat it! (try and show photographic proof!)














and here is my low score! (see if you can go lower!)














The Notorious: KITTEN CANNON!!!!!!!

(EDIT: I changed it from the embedded player to the link so the song would BLARE everytime you load this page-)

What's new?

...not these videos!

Oh well, it has been a while since I've posted!

A little nostalgic look at my history: Back in the days of 'Saturday Shorts' we would go out every weekend and produce a short film from conception to final cut in 24 hours... Even if it didn't get finished, it had to be posted on the website (which is now owned and operated by some Germans)

Well, needless to say not everything turned out great... but the whole purpose of the exercise was to learn something new about our craft, whether it was to try a new camera trick - ala : Test Story 2 (named such because it wasn't a short film but a test video) where my good friend Warren Miles throws an empty soda can at... himself.



Sometime, we didn't finish... no matter how much we, and our viewers wanted it to be completed - ala: Fight Scene (My attempt to see if I could shoot a Kung Fu fight with people who've never done stage combat or Kung Fu for that matter... I was also playing with shooting static, not hand held, and there is one part where I play with forced perspective)



Anyway, I'd have to Say Saturday Shorts was one of the MAJOR player in the assembling of my skill sets... and it was an obvious inspiration for my 11in9 project.

I miss it, I wish we weren't all too busy to do it anymore...

Thanks for watching!