It's a bit weird/funny how certain things follow you. For example, there's really no reason why Werner Herzog and his films would pop up in my life within a short span of time but they are. Sometimes I wonder why I'm being shown the same particular specific things over and over. I know i just wrote about Werner Herzog on this blog but...OH WELL!

My friend Chuck showed me a relatively new issue of Vice that he had brought to our studio. While flipping through it I found an excerpt from a new book by Werner Herzog. The book is basically just the journals he kept while making the film Fitzcarraldo. After learning about this book I decided to pick it up MYSELF!

Fitzcarraldo has been a source of inspiration for me since I've seen it. The film called for pulling a 320 ton steamship over a massive steep hill, so Herzog did it. Because of acts like this, I find it hard to say I "can't", I "don't have the time", I "this" or I "that". It's easy to come up with excuses but when examples of heroic feats like this are in your mind it just sort of seems wrong. Some artists have a dream and they will stop at nothing to make that dream a reality, Herzog is definitely one of those artists.

The bumps along my road just sort of seem to pale in comparison...