I hope you don’t hate me, at this point, for subjecting you to yet another week of creative. I hate myself a little for making me do this, but I’ve learned something new every time, whether it had to do with art or creativity or patience or perseverance or just relaxation.
My life at this point isn’t as open as it was when the year began. I have a new job I started in January. I have a fiancé, and a wedding to sorta coordinate. I have a group of good friends who meet every week–what an amazing idea. I started long boarding, and oil painting. I’ve now seen all of Veronica Mars, including the new film, and am almost through seeing it all for a 2nd time.
Every week something crazy happens, I swear, like a schedule change or a sick person or a dude shows up at my house before anyone else has a right to in the morning and proposes beside a fluttering cloud of balloon asteroids.
And I love it. (And him, just in case you were wondering.)
So sometimes I forget that I have this blog and this commitment. Sometimes I get to Saturday and FREAK OUT. But I’m not giving up. Nope.
(That’s the dad from Veronica Mars, just in case you were wondering.)
This week I filmed my dog. I got a new lens and I thought, hey, I’m gonna go film outside. The thing about being outside by my house? Rory is there.
So Rory is my actor. Rory’s telling a story. Everything you see and hear is purposeful, in case you were wondering. Let Rory tell you this story.
As always, feel free to comment with feedback, ideas or projects of your own!
p.s. yes, Rory is named for the Doctor Who character.