We’re home from family holiday extravaganza, did it all again this year… holidays with his family and mine. Excellent to witness each other’s People for a few days.

Film Brigade is in full, swift, swing. Best Of at the end of the month has us all dancing, quick. I’m a bit breathless about what film the audience will give the money prize to. It can only go well, right? Also piecing together this season’s Premiere.

Milking the Rhino rounds the corner from whispers of production to full on holy nuts- we have to finish this film AND it has to makes sense.

We woke up New Year’s day feeling full of potential thrills and lay in our cozy house making plans and feeling light. No resolutions. Just plans.

I have yet to fill you in about how the IMITOSIS music video was made while was still waking up in the middle of the night to argue with Namibians for permits. And why watching my nephew chase a piece of banana around his neck was infinitely better than most things that week.

Here’s a photo of a pullet egg fresh from a chicken’s bum last spring. I ate the egg for breakfast after putting the camera down. Those girls are getting big… why, I remember when they were still living in the tub, all 28 of them.