I’m three weeks into studying documentary film and yesterday we had our first real assignment screening. It was called the SoundSlide project, and it was designed to get us started thinking about story process and post production. But it took out all the wiggling around of the camera. We were encouraged to choose a subject who would be patient, kind to our fumbling with the equipment and to whom we have good access.
Carrie is an amazing artist. Really, she paints awesome stuff. But she would be the last to tell you that, and when she holds up her paintings to show you, she can only seem to see the things she doesn’t like. And then she’ll just give it to you, despite your protests.
I was trying really hard this summer to do some painting. It was a last minute thing, a sort of realisation that I’m never really going to get into fishing as I was encouraged to do by other people who have spent time on Spring Island, and so I better get really into whatever it is I’m into. So I bought a small collection of watercolour paints, some paper and a few brushes. And didn’t even google “how to watercolour”. Instead, I asked every. single. guest. if they knew anything at all about painting. I lucked out maybe three times.
Joy pointed to the mountains across the water from us and said, don’t look at the mountains, look at all the space around the mountains, and fill in the colour all around that space.
Paul told me that if you do anything enough, you’ll probably get good enough to not hate what you do.
And Morgan (6 yrs, also known as Gooner) complimented literally everything I painted. He knows what’s up.
The point: I’m trying to learn how to paint. And I really like hanging out with Carrie. So I killed so many little birds with one school project stone by making Carrie the subject of my first project. We screened all of our slideshows yesterday and it was so interesting to see everyone’s creations. So many eyes looking at the world in so many different ways. And so much more to come.