‘Finishing’ brought me to a rather strange headspace. I was so looking forward to being finished, that I didn’t really think about what I’d do once I actually did. It’s like I climbed the mountain and forgot to take a photograph.
Of course I am proud of the piece (not so happy with youtube’s compression of it), and I was excited to release it, but I was so creatively spent, I could barely cobble together the words to describe the piece, once it actually was up on youtube.
I think it all happened so fast, I barely had time to think about what I was doing. I was at an Event Planners showcase on Thursday afternoon, handing out business cards. Realized the game at Varsity was taking place in a few hours, and if I was going to document it somehow, I’d better start putting the wheels in motion.
Now I’m done. No one paid me for it. There was no strategic or marketing plan around it. I just wanted to make a video. Simple as that.
Perhaps that’s what I’m most pleased about. I just found myself doing it, before I really put much thought into the who/what/where/when/why of it.
Time to move onto the next thing – which looks to be a few hours’ worth of follow-up with potential clients (and I just happen to have a fresh new video to show ’em). After that, my future has much packing in store.
I invited people over to my place at 11am tomorrow to help me move to the new apartment. Haven’t even started packing. I’m not worried about it though – I’ve done this so much over the past couple of years that I have it down to a science.
I suppose this article marks the last time I’ll ever sit out in front of my Junction apartment to blog. Not a bad way to put a period on the end of that sentence. Finish a music video. Pack. Move. Do it all, all over again.