Motion
This past year has been something else... it's opened my eyes to many things and many people. It's had its ups and downs and ins and outs. And I believe we've all been able to take something from that and grow in our own imparticular ways. We've over come obstacles, and set in motion opportunities that can change our own individual lives.
Every day, you reinvent yourself. You're always in motion. But you decide every day: forward or backward.
Actors' performances in films are enhanced in a million different ways, down to the choice of camera shot by the director — whether it's in slow motion or whether it's quick cut — or... the choice of music behind the close-up or the costume that you're wearing or the makeup.
Nature is ever at work building and pulling down, creating and destroying, keeping everything whirling and flowing, allowing no rest but in rhythmical motion, chasing everything in endless song out of one beautiful form into another.
The connection to place, to the land, the wind, the sun, stars, the moon... it sounds romantic, but it's true — the visceral experience of motion, of moving through time on some amazing machine — a few cars touch on it, but not too many compared to motorcycles. I always felt that any motorcycle journey was special.
Hollywood, what a place it is! It is so far away from the rest of the world, so narrow. No one thinks of anything but motion pictures or talks of anything else.