From Now On

“Where you going Say Bay?”

“Just putting air in my tires. Do you need any air in your tires?”

“A little bit, but I got hundre-I got a hundred and fifteen pounds per square inch. That little pump won’t do it for me.”

Just then, a good friend: one who wore not a windbreaker or a weather resistant material – but one who wore just a short sleeve near eight at night in the midst of winter – came by and opened the front door. I asked him, 

“Do you have any wise words?”

He repeated the question aloud to himself and told me:

“Spend life making memories, not regrets.”

Aside from the honesty that is, I spent the hour before on a couch in the warm-lit room of my good friend. He came to Corvallis when I did: one and a half years ago. He will graduate in thirteen weeks and so will be onto life outside of school. We sat and discussed, relaxed and gathered. I told him about my own pursuit for what I want and how it compares to dialing back in the process to be a variable for the equations of life that roll around me all the time. I can be that multiple to make an impact, the salt: light of the city on a hill. I have been to the end of myself a few times before and was never impressed by it; rather, my own glory melts in comparison to the increase of life around me by my sacrifice. In the night, full of thoughts that wander, I am happy here.

Three days out, I let this post sit still on my desktop. I had spent three days at four hours a day finishing a script and hated that feeling of having to write. Right now, I’m writing the sequel to a book about my bicycle trip (Fog on Fire – coming June 21^st). It’s fun, yes, but I’m not too glued to writing and it feels good. Rather, I have spent the past few weeks in pursuit of the switch end that cinema is: imagery.

As such, I am allowed to edify subjects within a frame and sculpt an image with light and shadow. I love it. What is better than the end result is the time I get to spend in collaboration with the people that sit for me and creating together is a wonderful process. When they are new friends, we are both just as nervous as the other and learn to trust while going through that event. It has been a wild ride: my time in Corvallis, and I am thankful for the length of it