Vision

I woke up with an image similar to these ones in my head today. I know there's a story here and I know what the story is. I also think it describes my emotional state these days.



But this is also how Plastic came to me to. Just before I feel asleep one night I had a image burned into my brain. I remember telling myself I had to remember that haunting image of a Life-Size Barbie Doll the next day. And I did. I think I also was feeling less then appreciated that day. I had stayed up super late working to deliver a translation and was feeling less then human.

Now, almost a year later I've done about seven drafts of Plastic, placed in a competition with it, and hopefully you will see it in the theaters soon... I guess good does come out of my darkest moments.