July 19th, 2009

I'm never sure to what degree I can assert these movies consist entirely of content I created myself

It's amazing how close you can get to a bee's butt when they are half-asleep hung over and potentially drunk. When I was trading in my butterfly net for a camera my grandmom used to tell me not to be prideful of the sunsets and cloud-punctures I'd capture. At thirteen or so "I appreciate your sound advice but I don't think of it so much as creating as of getting away with it." was beyond what I articulated to my Gra-Gra.

If you can imagine how close I am to sprinkling lemon slices with sugar and throwing them on the fire it seems like millimeters.