#bertorium

A few years ago, I decided that I wanted to get into filmmaking. Our school gives us a lot of video projects, so I edited and filmed a lot of those. Every year, my friends and I would have something great planned to celebrate christmas together. It sort of became a thing for me to put together a video of the party/trip/day, and show it about a week later. I did a similar thing for the last few days before we graduated from grade school. I kept this going for about 2 years. At around November last year, I started to feel really upset and incapable of being a part of something as amazing as filmmaking. 

The first ever video that my classmates and I filmed and edited for a project brought back really funny memories. And I accepted that the editing was embarrassing. The videos after that improved a little bit, but the shots were sloppy and the cuts made me cringe with disappointment. I spent quite a while watching both school and personal projects. I'd pick on every little detail and beat myself up about how inconsistent the editing was, how cliche a bunch of the endings were, how some clips were so pointless, or how ignorant and hopeless I'd be at some point in editing. 

I remember getting excited about Bertorium starting. I didn't really know what to expect. Anyway, it was the Talking to Zombies documentary that triggered a change in my perspective. I'm not exactly sure why I loved and enjoyed the documentary. Maybe it's cuz it wasn't something I expected, or maybe it was its simplicity. To get back to the point, it caused a chain reaction. I was so amazed and proud that someone my age could produce good quality videos like this. It reminded me that we can learn. It reminded me of the concepts I'd come up with, but I'd automatically push them aside because I thought that I wouldn't be capable of making them exist even more. I had to sort of give myself a slap because of how negative I was being. I was so worried that I wouldn't be able to be that great at what I loved to do. 

A few weeks later, I borrowed my sisters camera, which could take better quality videos. I was a lot more serious and excited this time. My mom and I took a trip to Melbourne to check out the universities and visit my aunt. My mom doesn't like being on camera, so I had the idea of bringing around a stuffed bear, and filming that. I looked ridiculous, but it was fun. When I finished it, I found it funny and was really proud of it, which is kind of a first. Now I'm working on an outline for a documentary my teacher asked me to do of the production of the play our school's doing. And i recently sent my application, stating that I want to graduate from the Bachelor of Fine Arts with Film and Television as my major. 

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