The process of getting this feature produced was long and difficult, involving becoming unequally yoked with partners, securing a private investor (later investigated by the FBI), taking out a 2nd mortgage on my house, crew embezzlement, partner betrayal, company dissolution, and the residue of ongoing heartache. Not atypical trials and tribulations of a career in filmmaking.
So, why continue? There is a myriad of far less painful careers. But, not for me. In the same year that Jesus personally revealed Himself to me, He also revealed my calling to storytelling through film. I was eleven. I have forcibly tried to put away this infuriating passion by boxing up the books, awards, project binders, and tapes and move them all into storage, so as not to be mocked by them. But each time I have, each time I have told myself that filmmaking lives only in my past, in short order, God opens a window and light leaks in. Then He cracks open a door, ever so slightly, and even against my will, hope is again renewed.
Discouraged by “no”, logistical obstacles, closed doors, and the people – oh, the people. I must be constantly reminded that I am not doing this for myself. I am not doing this for a client or boss, nor even to support my family. As I walk this long and broken road, there is a Singularity to whom I answer and strive to please. An Audience of ONE.