An ocean under a fickle moon.
Life has a funny way of raising our fuel grade.
The rules we navigate by at the beginning shift by the time we get to the end. What we think love is differs from what we find love to be.
But it’s not just a pattern in couples, it’s also a phenomenon in creating.
My original motivation for making a documentary was purely creative. I just wanted to share my art with the world. To build a visual archive of ideas things that were important to me at this stage of my life.
But that was a year ago.
And now that we’ve entered into postproduction and can see the light at the end of the tunnel, new motivations have surfaced. Bigger ones. Better ones. More mature ones.
Now I’m making the movie because it’s an opportunity to fire on all cylinders. To engage in a process that draws out my full ingenuity. To take hidden skills and talents I have not yet tapped into to create value. And to up the emotional, psychological and financial ante, trading in my current success for something better.
I believe that’s why the process has galvanized me in such a profound way.
It’s demanded that I move to a courageous place that I rarely occupy.
How do your original motivations differ from your formed motivations?