Numbers to words

I'm writing a script that is based on a math problem.

more to come....

Writing my heart out

All the pain and glory pour out of me into my own little universe. No bad times now. Just a past good and bad that feed me words from a shadow of a broken dream that yearns to live in the now.

A Journey of words

I am on a journey of words. Days with little sleep and one goal. As I write a feature length script the rest of the world falls away. I write my heart out. Two actor friends help me with the writing process. My 80 year old parent help me with the script. I write the best story of my life.

I write so much that my mind never shuts down. I dream of the script. I rewrite in my sleep.
One step after another. One word after another.

Superman and Supergirl

My Missouri accent in full effect with the chaos of family on Halloween night.
I'm so tired from my last road trip to scout locations for a feature I'm working on.
I beg Supergirl to pose for the camera. I look so silly in my Superman outfit.
I'm a fat 51 year old man with a bald spot but my Grand Daughter was so proud to see me in a Superman costume.

I walk outside what I call the Vollrath complex on Halloween night and kids walking down the street call out to me. Hey Superman! They don't care I'm in a $10.00 used costume, in my little town of Kingsville I am the king of the superheroes.

I say hi to all my fellow super heroes but other than my Supergirl grand daughter one five year old Ironman stands out. The boy in the cheap Ironman costume signs to me and I realize he is deaf. I tell him I can't read signs and then I try to remember the few signs I do know. A giant smile can be seen beneath his mask as I make clumsy signs back to him.

It's Halloween and my Grand Daughter made me be Superman because I gave my Grandson Denver a Superman costume. I told my Grand Daughter I would only be Superman if she was Supergirl. So I made her be Supergirl for Halloween but one little Ironman made me feel like Superman for a few seconds. Happy Halloween

I don't have time to blog anymore.

I am trying to create new ways to create art. Ego free ways (my own ego and not others).
I'm trying to do the impossible in many different ways and no I'm not telling you any of my current projects. So do I have any reason to blog? I don't have time. My projects are secret and changing faster than I could blog about it. Is it time to say goodbye?

Project Impossible

I'm working on an impossible project. A paradox with stepping stones to a better life.
Everything I know and everything I can imagine will go into this project. I will make the impossible happen.

Flashback

Here is a clip of the flashback scene from the production of
"Paralyzed in Paradise".
Yes, its meant to look like a home movie.

I'm going to give this sound from another clip.