submedia rocks.

this is some of the best sh*&%@t around.

take a look at it.

diana

ain't she cool?

cellophane

my grandpa died not too long ago. it had been over a year since i'd last seen him. about ten years ago he made videos for all of his kids and grandkids. we each got our own. they are these amazing compilations of old super8 video he'd shot of us as kids, but the best part is he taped himself looking at all my grandparents old photo albums of all of us. so, this video is narrated by him as he's looking at all these pictures of me and my mom, and other folks. and, like a lot of people i bet, hearing his voice on that tape as he talks about me being a cute kid and my mom being just a kid herself or talking about my gram with curlers in her hair...that stuff feels like gold to me now.

people ask if we were close when i tell them he died. i don't know how to answer that. he let my mom come back home when she was homeless and i was just a few months old. he adored me. when i grew up he didn't really understand me. it was enough for him to hear through my grandmother that i was ok through the years-we didn't need to talk much.

he mattered to me.

about two years ago, with the help of my friend daniel, i made this short movie about him-here it is.