We were tasked with filming a 10 second shot, and I began to panic. Despite Paul’s emphasis that it wasn’t “time to have a creative crisis”, I found myself in a such a state. In the past Media studio’s there were always several occasions where we were told to shoot something around the University. I found its limitations a problem and wished for such a day to never come again. But I knew that I was being ridiculous and I had to embrace difficulty.

My group decided to film around the animation rooms. Immediately I found myself drawn to the colours of a seating area. The seat itself was nothing special, though under it was this neon-ish orange light that was quite striking. I decided that was the space I would occupy, and tried to think of an idea that would *seem* like I knew what I was doing. I got Lance to sit on the seat, and put the camera above and facing down to his feet. I instructed him to tie the laces of his black shoes on the orange-lit floor. What’s ridiculous about it is that this is the exact type of filmmaking I hate. A shallow, ostentatious image. A la Nicolas Winding Refn. It was totally dishonest filmmaking.

I had my doubts at the time but prioritised meeting the deadline. It was only when I watched it in class the following day or so that I took it seriously. I am ashamed of the outcome. The criticism was constructive; I’m glad Paul is very honest.

I need to completely revolutionise the way I think (primarily but not exclusive to filmmaking). I feel that as a result, my work could be a bit more coherent and fulfilling.