Dec 8, 2011

Do what you love, love what you do.

Yesterday I went to lunch with a newfound friend and I suppose we were at the point of getting to know each other. And of course the topic of what we do for a living came up, which is perfectly normal and natural when two adults become friends.

I was supposed to go to a premiere of a film I worked on as a junior colorist but I didn't manage to make it but didn't really feel bad about it.

I told him I work in film. I could call myself a film editor but that's not entirely true. I could spend a day and a half explaining what I do for a living but film editor seems like the easiest way to explain.

His question: "so with long work hours, low pay, less glamorous, why do you do what you do, and you're not even going to watch what you made either"

I've always like to create. Since I was a kid. And more often than not I make things for other people to enjoy. Presents for friends and boyfriends, handmade raya cards when I was 6. A painting for my sister's wedding gift. It usually because I never really had that much money to get a nice expensive gift for anybody.

Similarly, I make movies doesn't necessarily mean I will watch it. I would love to watch it, but if I don't make it, I won't lose sleep on it. All I want is other people to enjoy the things I have had a hand in making.

I do make less than average and I admit it does hurts sometimes but I still enjoy making movies. I grew up in this line and it's pretty much the only thing I understand. I will go out and do something but production, post production more specifically, will have a place in my heart.

If I complained about the money i would've left a year ago. It's not that. It's more than the money. I can still eat, I could still shop. Life is good for me.

Do what you love, love what you do.

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