Weaving a narative.

Filming wasn’t successful on the day I had available, it was all too sunny. Also I had misgivings on starting with the whole cliff idea and couldn’t work out where to go from there.

The cliff is clearly the strongest image visually so I decided to turn the project round and end with me being blown out over the view.

I have selected a some of the text that deals with a sense of myself and place, and have weaved a bit of a reflective narrative.

I once was lost
then they gave me a sign
you are here
you are now
laughter is not the best medicine
I like swimming at night
jumping with a lover
JUMP – the view is fine
I like umbrellas – they are spotty
I can see for ever – when its windy

It ended up turning in to a pretty personal piece dealing with growing up.
The search to find oneself , relationships drugs depression and out the other side ultimately being comfortable with ones self.
Each line has its own relevance and flow on nicely from the previous one.

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