My Grandma on my mom’s side just died. I lost two grandmas in one summer. Unbelievable. All my mom’s siblings and her were just days from flying back to Vietnam. Such bad timing. Such bad luck.
Stoked for my first art magazine interview. At the same time: how do I not make myself look like an idiot.
I went through my tumblr posts today and it dawned to me that I haven’t written anything substantial about my life since 2011. Going through all my posts from my past self whether it be happy times or sad times makes me want to start writing again. There is so much to gain from simply reflecting on my life once or twice a day. There are so many memories that I’ve lost because I didn’t stop to write about my life. All those mindless reblogs and likes but not a single word from my mind. I won’t remember who I was these past three years. What a shame.
On another note, going through my archive I finally found inspiration and a new concept for the music video I’m in the works to direct.
The wonders of Tumblr.
If you want to learn what someone fears losing, watch what they photograph.
It seems as the days go by I fall more and more in love with Japanese culture. All my film viewings have been nothing but Japanese cinema. All the food I crave have been nothing but Japanese cuisine. And so, I’ve decided that if I don’t get anywhere with the film business in SoCal or gotten somewhere with my “art" in the next four years, then I will find a way to move to Japan. Maybe teach English there if I can’t find another way in. To be working on a Japanese film set would be my life’s dream.