Tori8x10
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Think metaphoricaly. I can only speak for myself, but when I say backyard, I mean your town, neigborhood... the environment in which you live.I...the problem with shooting in "your own backyard" is not what you can, or can't see, but what is sitting on your shoulders whispering (or screaming) in your ears.
Sometimes the problem with shooting in "your own backyard" is not what you can, or can't see, but what is sitting on your shoulders whispering (or screaming) in your ears. The laundry that's piling up, the lawn that needs mowing, the dogs that REALLY need a bath, the bills that are sitting on your desk to remind you that you need to work, the spouse that's glaring at you while he/she works on on of the never ending supply of household chores or projects.
Bill, notice my quotation marks? When I talk about my own "backyard" I mean pretty much anywhere in San Diego County. It isn't that there isn't anything to see or shoot, or even that I'm not inspired, it's that I still feel the tug of all things at home that want or need my attention. If I'm out of town/State/Country, there isn't much I can do about any of the "stuff" so I don't worry about it. Although once, while visiting my sister in Georgia, hubby called me to ask me where our son's boots were (LOL, the men that are reading this probably won't understand why that sentence is so absurd... and I'll probably get flamed for saying that).
I feel for you there Tori. I too am under the same kinds of demands, get the same kind of calls, etc. The roles are reversed in my house as I am "mom" and I work at home. I have a 4 and a half year old boy running underfoot almost constantly with all the demands that any woman has in that role. Shuttling to and from pre-school, soccer, laundry, etc. Where there is a will, there is a way.Bill, notice my quotation marks? When I talk about my own "backyard" I mean pretty much anywhere in San Diego County.
The inability of a husband to find a child's socks, boots, mittens, whatever... is a universal. Isn't it?
My wife can be worse than any man when it comes to these things! I've actually received a call while working in Iceland asking why the TV wouldn't work!(LOL, the men that are reading this probably won't understand why that sentence is so absurd... and I'll probably get flamed for saying that).
I literally shot some film in my back yard yesterday after the rain came.
The inability of a husband to find a child's socks, boots, mittens, whatever... is a universal. Isn't it? (Ducks from the flames... )
And I let all that stuff pile up. Granted... the house is a mess, but if it weren't I wouldn't have the pictures I've made. Some time ago, I saw an interview with JK Rowling about when she first started writing the Harry Potter books. She was a single mom, and would go to a local cafe, and the interviewer asked how did she get her house work done while writing the book. She simply said... I didn't!!
Priorities.
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