Random thoughts on vidding in the lead up to Festivid golive. The thing is, whether or not a vid gets finished rests on one question. How willing am I to be frustrated, discouraged, upset, and miserable in between the excitement of I HAVE AN IDEA, and those first few clips of magic hitting the timeline and the high that comes with an almost completed vid getting ready for polish and upload? Because that in between phase is always going to happen. Maybe there are vidders for whom a half empty timeline and no clue how this and that section are going to link up, or what to do with that troublesome lyric or whatever, don't sit and stare in the despondent belief that it is impossible to solve the problems of this vid. Who do not have to force themselves to slog through reviewing clips and arranging and rearranging the same ten seconds over and over despite this certainty of failure. Waiting on that magic moment when the solution presents itself in your sleep or while you are getting a cup of coffee, sending you back to the timeline in a frenzy of clip chucking that feels like a miracle because there it is, the shape of the finished vid.
I have only made one or two vids where this did not happen. And there's no way through it but faith in that miracle. The horrible phase may not last long (or it may persist for most of the vid), but it is brutal. It is the thing that makes vidders chuckle about how we're all insane for continuing this stupid hobby, because who would voluntarily put themselves through that? I would. Again and again and again, because no matter how low it takes me if I just keep going, a little piece of the world through my eyes comes out. And it's mine and I made it. I've failed at nearly every method of creative expression I've tried since I was a kid. Until I found this.
So maybe sometimes it may seem like I'm overzealous about vids and vidding, or that I invest too much importance in a silly three minutes of media footage set to music. But, you see, to me it is a miracle.
I have only made one or two vids where this did not happen. And there's no way through it but faith in that miracle. The horrible phase may not last long (or it may persist for most of the vid), but it is brutal. It is the thing that makes vidders chuckle about how we're all insane for continuing this stupid hobby, because who would voluntarily put themselves through that? I would. Again and again and again, because no matter how low it takes me if I just keep going, a little piece of the world through my eyes comes out. And it's mine and I made it. I've failed at nearly every method of creative expression I've tried since I was a kid. Until I found this.
So maybe sometimes it may seem like I'm overzealous about vids and vidding, or that I invest too much importance in a silly three minutes of media footage set to music. But, you see, to me it is a miracle.