Throughout our lives we leave shells of the people we used to be in countless places; boxes, bags, rooms, houses. i have many shells as does every other seventeen year old. I left myself behind, in many ways I used to feel as though I'd abandoned myself. My first shot is a high angle that pans upwards, I used this shot because I wanted it to show me looking at all of the things that I'd worked so hard for and I stopped the shot and looked at it for a second, I made that one of my shortest shots because I wanted it to feel too short. My second and shots area split screen of two extreme closeups. The shot on the left was of my track medals, the first one I won at Nerinx gently swaying. The one on the right was of my softball jersey, the first sport that I ever played at Nerinx. The fourth shot of my video is a medium closeup of me packing up all of the things that I showed in the first shot. I wanted it to be a medium shot so that the hesitation of placing the skirt in the box was clear. The skirt was the hardest thing to put in the box, the skirt or "the plaid" is something that catholic school girls wear like a badge. My fifth shot is a medium shot of me attempting to put the top on the box. I don't put the top completely on the box in this shot because I don't want it to fit. I don't want the little girls who looked up to me to be disappointed, I don't want my aunts and uncles to believe I failed, and most of all I don't want to step out of the comfort that was this box and face who I actually am. My last shot is a bird's eye view shot from above the box, I finally place the top on the box correctly because I accepted that life is a long journey of reinvention. If I'm not brave enough to pick myself up and be true to who I am, then why am I here? This is Caroline Washington, signing off.
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AuthorCaroline M. Washington is a student who blogs about films. Archives
May 2019
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