Thursday, September 23, 2010

In film school, you can't guard yourself so well anymore.

Irritatingly you are artists, every day. You don't come to work and sit down at a desk. You sit in rooms and look at each other and share the things inside you.
And there better be something inside you.

Some things should hide.
Some things are too explosive, unpleasant, or even perverse.
Correction, things don't have to hide.
But it's healthy to have some control over where they go.

And in film school, your ability to choose isn't always there.
Usually for better,
but sometimes it's distracting.
To look in the mirror all the time and see more than lines and colors.
All the time.

Exhausting.

Privileged.
Most people seem to envy this.

People want to feel.

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