I can't do everything
I guess this should just come as a given. I see something being done that is really cool, or of exceptional quality, and I instantly try working the angles on how I could do something like that too.
I was watching Prisoner of Azkaban and really was into the movie's score. I started comparing all the little flourishes and details in it to attempts I have made. Immediately that sinking feeling takes hold. I commonly find it hard to enjoy things that are so well crafted that they remind me of how far away I am from that kind of talent.
Then there was a scene that employed splitscreen, in the outdoors, in daylight. Doing splitscreen correctly is headache inducing enough under controlled lighting indoors. Shadows, continuity, there are many ways to fuck it up. To do it outdoors and in daylight. It just made me take a keener eye to the production qualities.
Of course, I remind myself that of course these people are better than I ever would be. I can't do it all. They dedicated much of their lives to their specific thing, of course they would be able to be gods of their craft. I dedicate a little of my life to whatever seems most interesting at the time. Thats masterbation: self-gratifying, but rarely productive. That is unless you do it into an unchlorinated swimming pool full of sorority girls with their syncronised menstral cycles; then it could be productive.
The jack of all trades is master of none, and I suppose I am comfortable with that. However, will I settle for jack of a mildly disconcerning amount of trades?
I was watching Prisoner of Azkaban and really was into the movie's score. I started comparing all the little flourishes and details in it to attempts I have made. Immediately that sinking feeling takes hold. I commonly find it hard to enjoy things that are so well crafted that they remind me of how far away I am from that kind of talent.
Then there was a scene that employed splitscreen, in the outdoors, in daylight. Doing splitscreen correctly is headache inducing enough under controlled lighting indoors. Shadows, continuity, there are many ways to fuck it up. To do it outdoors and in daylight. It just made me take a keener eye to the production qualities.
Of course, I remind myself that of course these people are better than I ever would be. I can't do it all. They dedicated much of their lives to their specific thing, of course they would be able to be gods of their craft. I dedicate a little of my life to whatever seems most interesting at the time. Thats masterbation: self-gratifying, but rarely productive. That is unless you do it into an unchlorinated swimming pool full of sorority girls with their syncronised menstral cycles; then it could be productive.
The jack of all trades is master of none, and I suppose I am comfortable with that. However, will I settle for jack of a mildly disconcerning amount of trades?
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