In 1985 I bought an Air Force Compressor and an IWATA HP_B airbrush, the first of many IWATAS. I had a head full of 80s imagery from the pages of PAPER MOON and ideas from the pages of William Gibson, who I had recently discovered and who I thought was a prophet of the coming age of technology. I had been dabbling with airbrush art but had suffered from a dearth of quality tools to work with. With the purchase of the Compressor and the airbrush I had no further excuses. I had board, I had paint and I had the tools.
It was time to put up or shut up. I launched on 5 years that shaped the face of my life to date, it led from a duplex on Arden Way in Sacramento to Skywalker Ranch.
I have a secret though, I never really wanted to be an artist, I wanted got be a filmmaker. I want to tell stories. Specifically I wanted to be a Documentary filmmaker. Like everyone else with these inclinations at the time though I got distracted by VFX, then by a career in computer games. Then to the transition of Computer Game development from Geekdom, to Rockstar to multinational commodity, the guts of it simply off-shored.
Fast foreword through a lot of years I would rather forget to the present day. I am working eveyrday now in the field I actually went to college to study..when Carter was President. I now have a camera I can hold in my hand that will shoot feature quality work. After years of working for other people though, years of abusing my body, years of fighting demons and holding onto things from my past I should have let go long ago I am only missing one thing.
I am missing a place to point my Camera and I am missing a story to tell. So what do I do?
After all, it is time to put up or shut up.
