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The Distracted Brain.



2nd Dec 2010

Why is it that I get distracted the most only during jury time? I wrote the time on the table. More than what I was writing I watched the lines that were being drawn, the lead grazing on the texture of the table. I wrote the time.7:29 pm. I would start working right....NOW. But I got distracted by the doodle on the table. I spent 5 minutes shortening her hair in 3 layers, something that changed her personality drastically. Random thoughts flowed in my brain after I was done decorating her. She looked like she could be a character in corpsebride. I looked around. Monica Vicky and Alok were working, and here I was talking to myself. Monica's lightdisc was in her hands, and I thought - hey, you can animate anywhere. All you need is a pegbar. You don't need a light disc, or a capturing table. I thought of making many films. I thought of writing this down. And I think now, as I write this down, hey, I could make a movie out of this. Infact, if there was someone shooting the sequence of events right now, shooting me typing this, shot by shot shooting my actions, I could make a movie out of it. Screw planning. Screw all that knowledge and research thats done so monotously before making something - even for the fun of it. All you need is the desire to have fun. I look back at the time. It's 7:44 now. Shit....
















That could be a 17 minute movie.
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