If I didn't film it, did it really happen?

I set myself a challenge over this past bank holiday to film my weekend (only on my crappy phone camera mind) in order to try my hand at video editing with the view to ideally start vlogging sometime in the future. 

I was lucky enough to win tickets to BBC Radio 1's Big Weekend in Norwich and therefore I thought that it would be a great day to start filming on because there would be loads happening, lots to film, little need to talk directly to the camera etc. Simple right? 

I am notorious however for being completely useless at remembering to even take photos most of the time let alone film things and I found it a complete struggle if I'm going to be honest. From around 6pm onwards I completely forgot to film anything, maybe due to too many beers tiredness,which would have meant that the eventual edit would have had no ending to it whatsoever.
That's when I decided to attempt to film my Monday as well in which Sam and I traipsed back up to Norwich in order to spend the day walking around the city, grabbing dinner and doing some shopping and to be honest...the exact same thing happened and I was completely useless at recording most of it once again. I have a genuine new found respect for those guys on Youtube who are daily vloggers and film their lives every damn day because I found it really hard to be in that zone of constant awareness. 

It's often discussed in the media how us millennials are now all slaves to our phones and that we've become so vain because we're aware of ourselves all the time so maybe I should see it as a virtue that I kept forgetting to film things and actually enjoyed my time in 'real time'. Sam and I met some really cool people at the festival just by standing next to them in the crowds, something which I am sure would had never happened had I spent all my time with tunnel vision on my phone, which is great but not when you've set yourself a task to film your weekend. 
It's like that old philosophical idea about the tree falling in the woods and that if no one heard it did it really happen? I danced to some great artists and had an absolute corker of a time but did it really exist if it didn't appear on Twitter, Instagram, Facebook, Youtube!? 

I'm not really sure where this little discussion is going to be quite frank, I guess what I'm trying to say is that I feel completely conflicted between wanting to create some cool films and photos for my blog and hopefully for a Youtube channel in the future but not losing that buzz of simply enjoying things as they happen and just being in the moment rather than thinking 'is this a good angle' or 'will this shot work'. It feels like the difference between reading a book simply for pleasure and enjoying it for what it is and listening to your mind's genuine reaction to the story compared to reading it with an essay title in mind and skewing the narrative to suit what points you want to raise. 
Anyways, I'm waffling now, and my heads fried from a busy day at work but I hope this little entry may have provoked some inner dialogue for you. If not I apologise. 

Toodles. 

PS: I haven't decided if I am going to upload my half-assed attempt at vlogging as it is on a super shaky phone camera which has come out at the same quality as an awful pixalated arcade game from the 80s! 

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