That idea has been with me for over four years. It constantly calls to me and speaks to me, subtly and softly. So when I tried to write the story for my Senior Capstone Thesis – which was an entirely different idea - I couldn’t understand why my efforts failed so miserably. Maybe it was an unsound idea (everyone loved the concept). Maybe it simply wasn’t funny (well, it was sort of funny, but needed some serious work). Maybe is just didn’t have the right framework to hang a story on (it was obvious that I had things reversed).
Or maybe, it was just the wrong idea.
You see, I wasn’t supposed to come back this semester. There is an old Chinese curse that goes something like this, “may you live in interesting times.” This past summer was interesting to say the least. Less than a week after delivering my Junior Group Film I was confronted a major crisis in my life, one that threw everything out of the window. Because of this, I was not going back to school – both because I could not raise the money, and because I lacked the will. But ideas, especially good ones, don’t go away. Two weeks ago things flipped upside down again, and an opportunity presented itself allowing me to return this semester. I heard those little whispers in my ear again, and I took the chance.
I’m here now, typing this in an animation lab at Villa Maria. I’m seriously behind the eight-ball in terms of how far along the project is, but somehow I always seem to be there when I start. The idea that has stuck with me all these years is going to be made into an animated short. I feel a little scared about this project, but at the same time I feel happy; happy for the first time in good bit of a while. So, let’s begin.
Once upon a time there was an astronaut and a clock…
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