Just finished directing and editing a music video for Jody Quine’s song “Go On”!

Click here to see the Go On (Music Video)

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It’s been a while since I’ve been on a film set.  And longer since I’ve been behind the camera, directing, editing.  Oh, those were great times, watching the actors bring characters to life, the crew working hard to get the project done, oh to be working in film again.  ‘sigh’  You can see some of my work at my You Tube channel.

Ah, but life took over and had bills to pay.  Looking back, clearly my passion wasn’t strong enough to carry me forward, but the flame still exists.  I am writing and posting scripts on Ink Tip and am fleshing out two series ideas.

Meanwhile, I have been following Vancouver filmmakers and their great work.  One in particular, Michelle Muldoon, is looking for funds for her project Last Stand to Nowhere. While I’ve not had time to get out there and help physically, I decided to donate and help them out.  Please, stop by their indiegogo site and help them get it made!  Thanks!

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The Death of the Master (by Roger Ebert)

Oh what finds
your mind, body so
broken to take
your own life
when your own life
gave us
so many thrills
so many highs, lows

an incredible craftsman
gone far, far too soon
in those darkened theatres
we stare at a sparkling screen
knowing, weeping, we’re missing
great images, great stories

© by DC Lessoway

Just watched The Descendants…

…and that is why I want to make movies, write scenes that cut through the bullshit of our lives and find the truth beneath the surface. To clearly display the hurt, anger, disappointment, disillusionment and the multi-faceted complications we face each day. So an audience member, like myself, can walk out of the dark room, with red eyes, drained emotionally, but finding a door open within myself to a place I was afraid to go. So each of us finds something we need, such as for me to feel long-forgotten pain in the loss of a sibling, to cry deeply and remember her face, holding her hand the last time, her pained smile, saying goodbye and the moment of her passing.

This is why I love movies.