12/14/2025
I have spent so much of my life everywhere but here. My mind is always racing ahead or drifting back, rarely anchored in the moment. And yet, somewhere in that whirlwind, I have been fortunate to meet and connect with incredibly talented filmmakers from every corner of the globe. Those connections keep me grounded, and for that, I will always be grateful, especially to the CaribbeanTales organization for opening that door.
In Barbados, as the tide rolled in and out, I could almost see my thoughts and dreams etched into the sand. The story of always striving, always reaching, and somehow falling just short. That same rhythm echoed on distant fields and arenas - the Oilers giving their all only to fall in the finals again, the Jays taking us on a wild ride to Game 7 after decades of waiting, the Whitecaps battling hard yet bowing out to the Floridians. I felt their heartbreak because it mirrored my own.
About impermanence, winning and losing are often part of the game but truth be told we as artists are not playing that game, we do what we do because we have no other option. To join the machinery of mindless churn, would be soul destroying. For there is an incessant drive to say something and share it to the world.
After three rejections from Telefilm and their kind, you would think I would tire of pushing against locked doors. But no, not even close. If anything, the fire burns fiercer. I believe in something I call HAQ. What is mine will find its way to me. And when it does, there will be no stopping it. Accepting a no has never been an option. Time to get those long johns and start preparing for Edmonton 🥶🛩️
