The tale tells the stories.

The lights dim. Flickerings of light and shadows dance on a wall. Music weaves emotional strands of textures and images coalesce into worlds and universes of realities. Being drawn into possibilities and temptations and delights and fears.

Movies, or in its more encompassing form, cinema, is a creation and child of the 20th century, yet has grown to be a fixture of our consciousness. Without it, existence is a drab, with it, a state of wakeful dreams and fantasies.

Weaving dreams, magic wizardry of technologies and instincts to produce images and paintings in sounds - that's film-making. To say I am living in a dream is a contradiction of sorts, for my work now is making movies, the very embodiment of dreams. In that respect, I suppose I am a dreamweaver or a practicing film wizard.


To be continued.