Life in a Day

Don’t look back kept popping into my head today. First off during my 10km run around Elk and Beaver Lakes. I was pacing behind Glenn and Donna. Catherine held back three and half minutes before she started. I resisted looking back for her to conserve energy. My second run this week and second one in four months. Already onto a 10km.
I heard her come up, but I didn’t look back.
Last night I decided to shoot a time capsule of my day for the Life in a Day documentary. www.youtube.com/lifeinaday A global project preserving this day in history by documenting it through self-shot You Tube videos. To be edited and broadcast at the Sundance Film Festival in 2011.
How ambitious. By noon I’d already shot 16 minutes.
As it’s the first day of my holidays, I took it easy today. First the run, then breakfast, coffee, a newspaper read then a nap. Up to do dishes and depart for the country to see momma who was visiting friends and then to the Sooke Fine Arts show. Not a huge day but I found myself opinionated each time I spoke to the camera.
What do I fear most? Lack of water, destruction of mother earth, not being able to use my skills to somehow make a difference, consumerism. What do I love about life? People, learning, fresh air, clean water, freedom. What makes me laugh? Silly people definitely. Hanging with friends and not being afraid to speak my mind.
So why did don’t look back keep coming into my mind today? I read something about it in my horoscope. I heard it in a song. I’m recording a time capsule of my day and don’t look back keeps popping in my head.
I’ve always been one for preserving moments in history either through the written word or photography. A chance to look back and remember what was. How that time felt. A reflection of where you are now.
As this day draws to a close, with a beautiful moon shining I say to myself, it is time to move on. To another day with more opportunities to learn, grow, share and shine - with gratitude.

Solitude Holitude With Life in a Day

My new name for holidays. Solitude holitude! I started today around noon. Don’t get paid for them. But sure plan on enjoying them.
Never been one for doing nothing. Tomorrow morning starts off with a 10km run around Elk and Beaver Lakes. Maybe a swim after. Then it’s wherever my heart takes me.
I also plan on shooting a Life in a Day video www.youtube.com/lifeinaday My time capsule of July 24, 2010. Also my first official day of holidays. There are three questions to be included in my vid: What do you fear most in your life? What do you love most in your life? What makes you laugh?
Then there’s the soundtrack inclusions: a clap, a single note held for as long as I can, the sound of my breath in and out and a snap of my favourite sound. Also a blip on what’s in my pocket.
Unedited this will then get posted to You Tube and possibly viewed by the likes of Kevin MacDonald and Ridley Scott if it makes it past the editing bench. Then maybe chosen for inclusion in the full length documentary to be aired at Sundance 2011.
Pretty cool I have to say. A video time capsule of my day tomorrow.
Stay tuned.

Life is Transparent

Saw something silly the other day and tried to make a joke of it to the couple to whom it appeared. It didn’t go over well. I got a chuckle out of it though. Thought I’d pass it along.
There I am mid-day slaving over a paint can. Paint brush in one hand, roller in the other. Spreading Grand Banks Beige all over an upper bridge deck of a 1967 Monk power boat. I’m in a boathouse. Things are going well. Until I hear a woman in slight distress.
“Oh my god we’re going to hit that boat!”
A large white gin palace has floated into the opposite dock. The bow (front) of the boat is veering nicely into the dock while the stern (back) of the boat is wildly flinging itself in the opposite direction towards the boat next door.
The said woman brings out the stick pole and madly pushes the stern away from their neighbour. Then the foolishness occurs. The man, presumably the Captain leaps onto the bow of his boat and jumps off onto the dock. Without a dock line to go with him. At this point I’m thinking, she’s pushing stern in, bow is going out, said Captain has now jumped off the boat – who’s driving this boat?
The man or rather the Captain then tries to wield himself to the bow of the boat to pull it dockside. However, the women has already planted pole on neighbour’s boat and the stern is well on it’s way in. So said Captain tries to hold onto the bow of the boat while the stern is coming in pushing the boat out and well let’s just say kerplop. In he goes.
Now the woman is in even more distress and loudly screams in more then soprano, “Help, HELP, somebody HELP US! Help, help, HELP!”
Within seconds another couple are there to assist. All is well. A littler later on I hear the swish swash of the feet as the man, aka Captain helps tie his boat up. At this point the woman takes him onto the boat and gets him to strip down the wet stuff. The water is cold. Not warm enough to swim or even have a bath. Breathtakingly cold.
The next day I’m fielding this time a varnish brush. Mask on. I see the man or Captain washing his boat. A change of clothes. He’s working away. I can’t resist. I take my mask off and yell across the water.
“That You Tube Video I shot of you two has a thousand hits already!”
He didn’t appear to have much of a sense of humour. So I felt a little remorse for the poor guy and added politely, “Just kidding.”
Pretty sure he was glad I was. But it goes to show you, anything we do in life that is visible to a camera can be aired to the world. Simply by pressing a few buttons. Click, click, click.
Our lives truly are transparent.