a few reminders. /
Brielle Saarloos - Interviews her Dad. /
Brielle had to interview an "expert" in her chosen field. She made a mistake and chose me.
Hence the " " around the word Expert.
She took it upon herself to film her project. Brielle then sat over my shoulder and told me EXACTLY how she would like me to edit the film. I added a few opinions that were shot down pretty quickly...
Honestly, I am pretty impressed by that. She knew what she wanted and wanted to realize her vision.
Respect.
She was the only one in her class that made a "film" I was pretty impressed by that as well.
Then She Dropped this BOMB on her Class. (film below)
And punched her old man right in the feels. SO MANY FEELS.
FULL PROJECT VIDEO BELOW.
FAITH - “It is better to know some of the questions than all of the answers.” /
I am rarely satisfied by anything i have ever done...
This is one of those rare moments.
Buds about to break.
I didn't do anything, but lay the sounds over the picture.
But I prepared
&
I was there...
Most of the time,
Just showing up.
Is the win.
Enjoy.
- Keith.
Smell, Taste, Spit, Write, Repeat. /
Push Play.....
Greg and I taste a few of our barrels from 2012 and make some decisions.
Hey, bad decisions are still decisions that need to be made.
Everyone is happy it is Raining in our Family.... /
EVERY ONE.....
Show this to your kids.
This kind of stuff is out there... and it is as magic as it seems.
I am really proud to be a part of this. /
Really turned out Awesome..
I like shooting in Black and White. /
Optimism. /
When I read those "life affirming posts" I always think to myself, there is another like me. There is someone that has looked down the barrel of the gun and has decided, no. Not today.
Just the emotional equivalent to Wyatt Earp, saying "No" walking across the river dodging bullets.
It is Shooting back.
It's acknowledging the mountain of shit and calling it candy and grabbing a spoon.
Life is hard. Life is terror. Life is a un-winnable drive across the field with no end zone.
And before you run out into that game you can't win, the game of million dollar studio apartments, family businesses, jobs that suck our lives away,
...
We adjust the sails and pray for wind.. We look around our little huddle, smile and play another down. It's the parachute you haves faith in, before throwing your self off the cliff. It is Peter Venkmen telling Ray how excited he is about the plan. It is burning the ships, and saying "well we aren't going back that way"
I lie to myself all the time. I lie to myself so much that I start to believe it.
No one would ever have a kid, get married, start a business... If they knew, how hard it is. Most people hang it up, call bullshit and go to the bar.
I understand that. I understand that completely. But I know how that song ends, you lock in, and Hemingway out.
I want to take that shot of courage, that lie, that affirming post in the am. I want to take my daughter to coffee in the am and realize, I'm going to leave this better for her than I got it.
Double down and die trying for the team, for the family, for each other.
...
So when I read "life affirming post #345,632" I think,
"See you on the other side, Ray. Then aim for the flat top."
We are imbalanced.
The crazy ones know they are.
