I’m a big believer in the power of intention. Allow me to share this little story about the current music video I’m shooting. In my mind I saw shooting the band scenes in a Gothic-style church. There’s plenty of them around, so how hard could it be to get space at one, right? Well, the one thing that constantly eluded me was this location. My poor production manager and I tried several different places but to no avail. The locations were either way too expensive, had noise restrictions, or flat out ignored our request. So I changed gears and booked the shoot at a green screen studio. But that too fell through. Yet I still could not give up. I KNEW the band needed to be in a Gothic cathedral. So in a final act of desperation I stated out loud to “the powers that be”, “I need a Gothic cathedral and it must not have noise restrictions, and it must be affordable. Thank you!”
A few days later my PM and I went to check out yet another Gothic cathedral. It is in a cemetery so I was certain the noise would be an issue. So get this, the lady is showing us the facility and it’s totally adorable. When I ask about sound issues she says it’s not a problem. When she tells me the price to rent the place…it’s not a problem either. I tell her I want to book the shoot only a few days out. She says it’s not a problem, any time will be fine. Every concern I had about pulling off a successful shoot was addressed and surpassed my greatest hopes. Heck, we even get to use the church’s sound system to run our audio playback!
So, next Monday band and crew will be rockin’ it at this pretty darn cool-looking Gothic cathedral. (ok, it’s not really a cathedral…it’s a chapel, but still!) Call my story of intention weird woo-woo mumbo jumbo if you want. But I’m telling you it works!

The Final Location: found at last






Have you ever had the experience of being caught up in a certain thought pattern or a certain mood that seemed so real? So permanent? Then maybe you go off and watch a movie. Then you come back to whatever it was and you feel totally different about it? Like your perspective has totally shifted? This experience has always fascinated and haunted me. I often wonder do other people do this? Do I have a personality disorder?
Time is a strange concept. I love thinking about time because it takes my relentless mind on some rather crazy journeys. I get to the point where I can no longer fathom time as a concept and all its relative weirdness. I’ve had the theory for several years now that time is best represented by a 3-dimensional sphere. Our minds merely perceive time as passing linearly. Imagine your time on this earth as a big ball. Inside is every experience, thought, and memory you will ever have. The mind then spends its time (ironic?) sorting it out and trying to put it into logical order because…let’s face it, that’s just what minds do!