| I woke up this morning with the words, don't bite off | | | | the huge and daunting task I've set myself, to get |
| more than you can chew, going through my head. | | | | more of My Chosen Home on the web, starting with |
| But my dreams do, over and over, bite off way | | | | the most ambitious single piece done so far, |
| more than that. And I get pulled along. Lots of work, | | | | Summer's Passing. |
| obstacles, learning. I'm not a quitter, but I've let go, | | | | A bit of background. The goal is to bring alive the |
| time and again, only to come back and try again. | | | | experience of being at home. What does it mean, to |
| My question to you: how do you get along (or not) | | | | be at home, for different people? |
| with your dreams? I'd love to hear. | | | | I wrote a piece, on my own experience. Months |
| In this case, I think the words came this morning | | | | later, listening to an electro acoustic piece by a friend, |
| because it's almost time for me to get back to | | | | Mark Corwin, I started hearing more words in my |
| creative things. Like for many creative people, that's | | | | head:summer's passingand I'm having a blastwaiting |
| my area of biggest dreams and biggest difficulties. | | | | for anythingwaiting for nothingnot waiting |
| I've spent my whole life, when it comes to creative | | | | The words went on, trying to capture Mark's |
| things, biting off more than I can chew. I was twelve | | | | experience of being at home in his back yard in late |
| when I wrote my first play, and still twelve when I | | | | summer. I rummaged through my bag for paper and |
| wrote my first film script. The play was finally put on | | | | pencil, started writing. |
| - in a family friend's basement - two years later. The | | | | That was, as usual, the easy part. |
| film script, loving reworked for several years, never | | | | The journey has been a long one. An English and a |
| made it onto the screen. | | | | French version. Photographs. Recordings - Mark's |
| Right there, from those early works, I've come to | | | | voice for the English, mine for the French. Doing a |
| the heart of what been hardest for me: to find a | | | | mix. Creating an interactive piece where people can |
| way to get the works out into the world. | | | | choose what to listen to (the mix, Mark's original |
| I had a choice this morning. Regular words, everyday | | | | soundscape, just the voices). Working with Flash (a |
| words - or a song/spoken word piece. I went for | | | | web design program with movement, animation, |
| both choices - but first for the words strongest in | | | | video). |
| my head, those with rhythm and drive. | | | | The goal, the plan, the decision: next week, on my |
| There was yet another choice - to pay attention to | | | | site, the current version of Summer's Passing. |
| the words in my head, or to ignore them and get on | | | | In the meantime, all the best to you in making your |
| with my day. | | | | own dreams come true. |
| I chose to let those words be part of my day, | | | | Comments are very welcome. How do you get along |
| especially as I knew where they were coming from: | | | | with your dreams? Do they drive you, lead you? |