the filmmakers journey

i hope you enjoy this lovely post by morgan! it is very informative and entertaining about the world of filmmaking, something that i (jocee) want to possibly get into in later years. do read and show her some love at her blog!

It all started with a daydream. I was thirteen, the summer of 0'9. I have always loved building forts and dressing up and calling all my friends over to play house. That was my utopia.

So on an ordinary summer day , I was cleaning out "my" land (actually it's the backyard where all my "houses" are built). And then, boom! An idea for a movie struck me! Which was weird because making movies was never anything I had ever thought about. But suddenly here I was in my dress up skirt determined to make a movie about the mid-west. So, what I did was quickly emailed all my friends and started writing out my ideas. All of them quickly agreed and only a few days later we shot my first movie; Little Clinic in the Woods. The story was about three girls moving from New York city to a place called Sikeston Missouri. Being use to the city life they were, the girls naturally had a few struggles adjusting to their new life. I was so proud of my first movie! But we had a few problems..  Back in those days my family still owned one of those big clunky video cameras that took vhs, so the battery was either dying or I was running out of tape space. But all to say we had alot of fun, and I was forever hooked on movie-making.

A few years passed and I was still making movies , but I felt like it was time to move on to more interesting stories, and not just my amateur comedies.  So last Fall, I came up with yet another idea. Robin Hood. Well, technically it's Robin & Rowan Hood, the epic story of a peasant girl who has skill with the bow. I spent seven months on that film, when all my other movies just took a few hours. But I learned so much, and enjoyed every minute! I am very proud of it, and I am looking forward to my next movie idea ;)

 

I have learned alot about being a director. Mostly about myself. I have always liked organizing, directing various projects and of course sewing and dressing up. I found it pretty cool how everything I am interested (almost everything) falls under the category of film. It has been an amazing journey. Last year I won a library video contest in which the reward was $50 gift card to Best-Buy. I used that to buy a more in depth software. That same week I was blessed with a really really good video camera, which I still use.

And this summer I am filming my Uncle's wedding.

 

I am a dreamer. I can't wait to see what the future holds for me. Right now I am almost seventeen, I am a photographer, writer, designer and many many other things.

I hope you enjoyed a little bit about my story. The place at where I am now, is because I listened to a daydream the summer of 09.

xx,

morgan

Wanderlust

Wanderlust. Mine has been recently temporarily satisfied. This evening we got back from Florida where my family and I spent time on the most beautiful beach ever, we saw friends, got sunburned, built huge sand sculptures, and finally got to see my Daddy graduate from seminary. Until next time, at least I have the sweet sound of an airplane taking off and landing still ringing in my ears.

Do you have wanderlust?

xx.

Lindsey

the colors of the sky

I had considered not going outside and just to stay in the comfort of my warm room. But the desire to capture the beautiful watercolor sky made me get up and charge outside in pursue of a picture. I'm so glad I did because God had a wonderful surprise waiting for me across the street. I actually kind of stopped running for a moment when I spotted the brilliant rainbow reaching across the sky. I am thankful for moments like these. Just these random moments of pure unexpected beauty.

xo, Hayley

sprinkler party.

it happened when daddy and i stopped by grandma's house to water her grass. the sprinkler was acting up, wouldn't oscillate like it was supposed to. we were both getting frustrated, but there was one who didn't mind in the slightest.

a small sparrow was spying on us in the grass, if you can believe it. it sat so you could barely see its face {but it's a sparrow, and we're almost six feet tall}, and it's eyes were more curious than anything else. the sprinkler wouldn't budge, it just watered in the same spot, and daddy proceeded to fix it. so, in a small act of brashness, the sparrow hopped up from its hiding place and into where the sprinkler penetrated. it fluttered about, danced when it got wet, and left to tell his friends.

but the funny thing was, when he came back, no other sparrows did. but i'm sure he was okay with that. he had his very own sprinkler party.

so when daddy finally got the sprinkler working, and we left to go to the gym, you could see the sparrow through the rear window, hopping about to keep up with the water.

xx,
jocee
{pea ess: my apologies for yesterday, seems alot of us are doing that.}

dreams don't turn to dust

when i was a little girl, my future occupation changed daily.

if you were to ask me: "grace, what do you want to be when you grow up?" the answer was always changing. one day it could be a vet, the next a firefighter, and after that maybe a ballerina.

everything i wanted to be when i was little was always outrageous and comical, and when i look back at it, i am surprised i actually dreamed of such things, because now just thinking about some of those jobs scare me out of my mind.

but like almost every little girl, i always dreamed of being a princess.

for my eighth birthday, before we moved to Texas, our family went to one of those Medieval Times shows. i, of course, wanted to get a pretty princess hat as a souvenir.

i got one.

and i still have it, six years later.

dreams, no matter how silly and childish they may be, should never be forgotten.

so... what do you want to be when you grow up?

xoxo,

gracie

at 11:30pm

it was 11:30pm, Kendall and I both had tests the next day, and busy schedules to wake up to.  so, naturally, we decided to watch a movie and play monopoly.

we took four hours deciding which game piece to be (I chose the Titanic, of course, which Kendall replied to by saying "you're going down."  because cheesy puns are frequent here).

every now and then we'd realize ohmygosh it's 1am and I have to get up in 5 hours, but then we would carry on with the game playing and the movie watching and the belly laughing.

it's in that moment I realize this is what makes life special.

p.s.

it wasn't until last wednesday at around 3:30am that I sat up in bed and realized "I didn't post on AOU. O.O"  sorry about that.  sometimes I come to the conclusion that I'm human and I forget things.

but then I quickly brush it off with a nah.