Entry 1 - July ‘25

This last year has taught me that life truly is too short and too quick. Too many years, and recent months, have been spent stating my dreams rather than pursuing them.

I want to change. I hav been patiently waiting on the sidelines. Waiting for my turn. No one is coming to tell me 'It’s my turn’ or that I have permission to step onto the field. I don’t know why I’m using a sports metaphor - I don’t play sports. All to say, I’m going to take up the space that I dream of. “The price of admission is embarrassment’ they say. Well, I need to be embarrassed. I need to have such radical optimism that I am blinded by the joy od doing, rather than dead that has stopped me for so many years.

So - to create a plan. At this point my resume mainly consists of producing. I have directed one short film; a proof of concept. That was a rocky experience, but retrospectively, I have learnt much since then. I did not prep as I should have. My shot list was rudimentary, my time too pressured, and my focus to similar to my stage management days. I should have prioritised the story, been it’s advocate. Considering the shoots failings, the product turned out okay. I was proud of two shots in particular and I learnt that I really enjoyed the element of dance and music in film. Not too shocking since musicals and musical theatre have been a core pillar of my life.

So in my steps to build and develop a directorial portfolio, and myself as a filmmaker, I have decided to make a number of music videos.

In thinking about different genres of music, I trudged along the thought of classical music and how there were no music videos to accompany some of the most emotional storytelling out there.

Beethoven’s Moonlight Sonata has long been one of my favourites. I find it such an evocative piece. It’s heartbreak, its simplicity, it’s longing.l Whilst the nickname ‘Moonlight Sonata’ was added to the piece’s name post Beethoven’s death, it truly captures the movement, perhaps because of its reflective conveyance.

Whilst the piece has frequented many a dramatic scene in film and TV, I felt it would be a wonderful thing to dedicate a story of its own to it. So the story of the Moon. A tragic love story - that’s what the music spoke to me. 7:27 minutes in which to write and direct a love story worthy of the moon; an element that has inspired many a poet, a campfire tale, horror story and lovers. A simple love story, full of emotion to match its musical counterpart.

Selenophile - a lover of the moon.

A man who falls in love with a woman, the moon. Out of his reach, ethereal, and mysterious. He performs for her night after night; wishing and pleading for her to come to earth. One night she does, she falls to earth from the sky, plunging deep into her ocean. Wishing from the waves, they meet for the first time. Enamoured, nervous, intrigued by each other - they dance, they explore and they fall.

They slowly move from the beaches to more enclosed environments, a visual representation of their love being confining to her.

She begins to resent being on earth. She begins to see it as being trapped. She was not made to be grounded. He tries to pull her back in, she tries, but can feel the skies calling her home.

He eventually realises he must let her go. She thanks him, and wades into the ocean to rise.

Forever more, he sits on the cliff each night to watch her from afar.