Back in the day, circa 2000, whenever I got into a conversation with other filmmakers about what I was doing, I felt as if I was up on my soapbox, evangelizing spirit in tow, urging them to embrace the burgeoning new medium, web video. It just seemed so obvious to me. But my efforts to enlighten were in vain, which in many ways led me into a sort of self-imposed exile from the San Francisco film community I was so rooted in.
Here’s a few experts from a journal I kept during those formative years, 9/20/2000: “…These last few months have been a flurry of emotions: self-doubt, exhilaration, joy, sorrow. How much longer can I continue my chronicles? ...This is a revolutionary time in the world of filmmaking (independent that is). I believe I’m on the cusp and the rest must catch u...
