DarkArtist81
Super Freak
Just thinking today, as I was painting.... Dreaming again of my upcoming college life and what I aspire to be... And starting wondering what my fellow Freaks wanted to do with their lives? Or wish they had?
I've been in love with film from as far back as I could remember. My family life was very rough and we were insanely poor, but the movies always brought a little joy into my often depressing existence. I'd escape into worlds far far away or into the sands of the desert with Indiana Jones, I'd run away from Jason in the woods or feel the fear as Jaws streaked through the water.... But it alway inspired me to keep going, to never give up hope. It sparked something within me that never stopped burning.
I went through my ups and downs, thinking that it was a lost cause... too far gone for me to approach. My Father didn't believe I could make it, he still says it just seems unrealistic and that I should just go and be a logger like he did. But I refused to let it die. Last year, when I met my fiance, she opened my eyes and reinforced my dream... Giving me the hope I needed to go and get the training needed to work in the film industry.
We went and toured Full Sail in Orlando and I chose to attend on the weight of that visit alone.... And whether or not it pans out for me like I want it to, I will have tried. My 4 years in the military will be for something... If anything just to pay for the college.
And as much as I would love to Direct or even Act, it would be fine with me if I were simply involved at some level. Films gave me so much growing up, they kept me from spinning off into depression when my Mother died, kept me alive and kicking in Iraq... I just want to give it back eventually.
But those are my dreams....
What are yours?
I've been in love with film from as far back as I could remember. My family life was very rough and we were insanely poor, but the movies always brought a little joy into my often depressing existence. I'd escape into worlds far far away or into the sands of the desert with Indiana Jones, I'd run away from Jason in the woods or feel the fear as Jaws streaked through the water.... But it alway inspired me to keep going, to never give up hope. It sparked something within me that never stopped burning.
I went through my ups and downs, thinking that it was a lost cause... too far gone for me to approach. My Father didn't believe I could make it, he still says it just seems unrealistic and that I should just go and be a logger like he did. But I refused to let it die. Last year, when I met my fiance, she opened my eyes and reinforced my dream... Giving me the hope I needed to go and get the training needed to work in the film industry.
We went and toured Full Sail in Orlando and I chose to attend on the weight of that visit alone.... And whether or not it pans out for me like I want it to, I will have tried. My 4 years in the military will be for something... If anything just to pay for the college.
And as much as I would love to Direct or even Act, it would be fine with me if I were simply involved at some level. Films gave me so much growing up, they kept me from spinning off into depression when my Mother died, kept me alive and kicking in Iraq... I just want to give it back eventually.
But those are my dreams....
What are yours?