the eraser

i guess it must be true: one never knows what one never knows. or if one truly does know, how is one to know it?

for example

i have spent the past week trying to transcend my techno ignorance in editing a new video, using iMovie. I run into obstacle after obstacle. One computer crash after another. Finding and losing footage. In this urgency to complete this piece and send it out to the universe, I neglect to remind myself that it might be a good idea for me to learn how to use the software. I just don’t have the patience for it. But this impatience may turn out to be my ruin.

That sounded way over dramatic. I am so good at being patient with so many other things, no matter what is churning within–except when it comes to editing video. I get impatient because I expect magic. Magic is the great eraser of my mistakes.

About The Lost Pedestrian

In my wanderings throughout the moments/days/years, I try in earnest to find the mystical within the mundane and the mundane within the mystical, oftentimes confusing one from the other. I have wandered and roamed through many a city, many a town, in a state of wonder and bewilderment, without necessarily going anywhere. I am easily lost, but eventually found. (I am guessing you have just found me). My sincere hope is that you will find Something in this warehouse of thought, memory and false memory, words, numbers, tangents, murmurs, echoes (lots and lots of echoes), voices, dreams, and other paraphernalia.
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