fitful sleep last night. I dreamt the soaring dreams again. where i was floating over landscapes that turned to storyboards then the color drained from them and they turned black and white, to stick figures and finally to just the heavy relief drawing paper that I like to draw on. no pictures but I kept moving over the scape. I’d like to think that this is my mind reasoning that I’ve got a lot of work to do…that this is an ever-expansive project. It does seem that it’ll consume my waking and sleeping thoughts.

FFC said, “once I tell people that I’m going to make the movie it becomes a life of it’s own and everything begins to fall into place”. for better or worse I thought…

My first task is to take the strongest elements and make them work in storyboard form –disesembling the elements into their parts and creating those frames. Put them into a cohesive form is all I have to do, right? make them visible to anyone who looks at them and it will take on a life of it’s own. I can’t expect that once I say “it’s going to happen” that things will fall into line but with hard work and tireless enthusiasm it will begin. Oh, J, just begin.