"My candle burns at both ends;
it will not last the night.
but ah my friends and oh my foes
it gives off such a light"
The final page of the Roald Dahl treasury that was gifted to me as a child. That book, and it's author, gave me such hope and love for the world and what we could do with it as creators. Mr Dahl envisioned fantastical worlds full of wonder and mystery, changing the mundane into something completely different so that young Kitti was scared to eat peaches for Years in case she hurt James and his friends.
As a kid the first film I remember seeing and absolutely falling in love with was Spirited away by Studio Ghibli. The colours and the story and the fantasy of it all was amazing. A single girl is pushed into circumstances she had no control over but somehow manages to pull through and make everything right again. She was the heroine of her own story and, as a kid, it stuck with me. Seeing the mystical nature of the spirit town, how all the spirits would convene in the bath house, the rise and fall of the absolutely beautiful musical score and the gorgeous detail that went into everything inspired me. I wanted to do that. I want to do that. I want to create my own illustrious worlds full of magic and wonder and excitement for everyone. I wanted the reader or viewer or player, whoever it would be, to see something that I have done and be inspired.
I grew up with my grandparents mainly, two people of the generation that believed hard work and determination can get you to places you always wanted to be in but the one thing they never really understood was imagination. "what use is being an artist? it doesn't help anyone?" they would say. Now don't misunderstand me, I love my grandparents very much and in a way, the blatant unacceptance of what i loved to do, made me do it more. I began to write stories and create characters and build entire worlds, only for them to fade away with time as I never wrote them down. I remember distinctly that the first character I ever created was when I was 8 or 9. She was a young girl with blonde hair and bright golden brown eyes. She always wore white and smiled because she was kind and fun to play with. My first creation that I remember to this day, was named Celeste.
I like to think this character grew with me, changed slightly over the years but i know that would be a lie. Celeste, before tonight, was just a memory, fleeting like a dry leave on white rapids. but that is also good.
Remembering Celeste and what kind of character she was reminds me of what I want to become. My hopes are to create my own company. to create a place where there are no bad stories to be told. a place where we can create dreams and memories for others to enjoy. I want to prove mainly to myself that I am capable of doing it. I want to step back at the end and be proud of what I have achieved. I want the people who I work with to not just be colleagues but also friends and family. It's always cringe worthy when companies say "we're like a family" when you know full well that the staff co-ordinator can't stand the department head, but I truly do mean it. I want to create a company that gives us a chance.
If i grow old and look back on my life to see struggles and hard work and chaos, i don't mind so long as I know that I have inspired at least one person. If there is something out there that I helped create that helped someone feel the same way that I did when I was a wee bairn (Scottish child) of 7, sitting cross legged on the floor of my grandma's living room floor and seeing the beautiful reds and golds of the bath house for the first time..
well... that would be a life well lived in my opinion.