Overwhelmed by content consumption

Our consumer society has reached a point where all media platforms flood you with content. Original or not, consumers scroll through tons of content daily. Between Instagram, Netflix, Hulu, Disney +, Tiktok, the 24 hour news cycle, your friend’s podcast, the list goes on. None of us can successfully ignore content we do not want to see. 

Everything feels as though it is considered content these days. What I considered content is correct, yet it just covers a fraction of the definition. My personal definition of content was anything pertaing or promoting a business or some form of art. When I say business, I discuss platforms that use advertisments to sell a service and/or product. For example, cleaning products, make up, where to file your taxes, stuff like that. Now, the concept of content has grown into encompassing everything that can be manipulated into digestablie content. I grew deeply interested in what can be considered content upon graduating college. As a writer, clearly I needed to learn how I should brand my creative content. That is where I started to dig. Quickly, I learned that practically anything can be content. A picture of yourself doing something related to your field, content. A post workout picture, content. Vacation pictures that people post days, months, and years after, content. Pictures of your pets, content. Hanging out at a party, content. Bonus points if it is a premiere or launch party. It is simply not enough to have your content focus around your work. In order for your content to be successful in the values of views, likes, and followers, you must sell everything that you identify with as your content. Simply put, just posting one aspect of yourself is not enough. A TV series’ social media cannot just post about a new season premiering soon, but also show content that interacts with its audience. It is not enough to follow, or binge, these shows and ingest their exclusive content on their social accounts. People want to click on a profile and see authenticity. Despite catfishing and people embellishing their lives that people seem to keep following and falling for, most people have a good radar for bon afide content on social media. 

So, Sabrina, what is it that you really want to say about content. *Deep inhale* I am overwhelmed by the amount of content. It feels wrong of me to start a new show from my queue without giving it my full undivided attention. Life can have us all multitasking when it comes down to the point of the day where I can digest the content I enjoy, the overwhelming amount of new shows and movies causes me stress and indecision that leads to me rewatching a show. This cycle of “I want to watch somehing new” “There is too much to pick” “I’m going to play It’s Always Sunny in Philadelphia.” I love that there is so much content out there for every kind of person. Do not get me wrong about that. I just struggle to find what I actually enjoy while trying to keep up with all the new releases. Maybe, I am oversaturated by ingesting content from literally everywhere. Taking a break sounds easy, but is it today? As a filmmaker, I am super hard on myself for not always staying informed on new releases, films in the festival circuit, and movies I should have already seen. I need to get out of this rut cycle and find more content I enjoy. With more time and motivation, I will prioritze digesting content that makes me laugh, enlightens me on a point of view not familiar with my own, and entertains me. When I take in better quality content, I will also be able to improve my content naturally. Oh, this is exciting stuff. I need to just be a bit harder on myself when I find it easy to rewatch instead of going for something new. I also need to discern better on what accounts I want to follow on my social media accounts. There’s only so much space I can hold for people I only kind of know. So, it is also a mission of mine to find real accounts by real working filmmakers, writers, artists, etc. I have found a couple accounts so far that I really enjoy, and I have so much faith that I will find more. 

Thank you for reading my opinion on how I am overwhelmed by the mass amount of content I face daily. All the people reading deserve a cozy night on the couch or in bed watching a new show that has quite literally rock their socks off.

Love And Light, 

Sabrina  

 

Let’s Catch Up

What’s up, everybody?! Guess who’s back?

What is new with me? Sticking to things I set my mind to, for one. Okay, Sabrina, be serious for a minute. 

As of today, I officially finalized my script “Frankie.” It is going to be the first of four shorts in a series. I am super pumped to make this short. I definitely will be tracking my production progress, so please stay tuned. Besides making these shorts, I am working on an educational Sex Ed Web Series titled “Fuck University.” Although our team are still in pre-production, definitely give their podcast a listen. Other than those two projects, I have been busy working at my day job. I’ve been getting more hours, which means I can finally have money to spend on useless crap! “Just kidding”, my bills said. 

A few months back, I got the AMC A-List membership, which allows me to see up to 3 movies a week. It’s keeping me busy and up to date on releases. In case you were wondering, my favorite films from 2019 were Honey Boy, Queen and Slim, Parasite, Uncut Gems, and Booksmart. OH, this week, I saw The Invisible Man. I stress ate all my popcorn within the first half an hour. 

My new favorite show is Peaky Blinders. Not only is the storylines incredible and cinematography pleasing to watch, you get to see Cillian Murphy’s fine self in a suit. Honestly, what could be better? 

Other than all that, I don’t have anything new going on. I still in Los Angeles, still at the coffee shop, and still playing Pokemon Go. I hope my readers are doing well. I’m sure you guys noticed some of my poems and writing prompts. In the future, I will be post more of that alongside these blog pieces. Oh, I’ll mix some photography posts in there as well.

It is time for me to wrap this up. It was nice catching up. The ‘Frankie’ instagram will be up and running shortly for everyone to see. If you are interested learning more about the webseries I’m attached to, check out the podcast “F*ck University Presents: Office Hours” on Spotify. 

Love and Light, 

Sabrina 

Thankful For:

  1. My Parents
  2. My Parents’ Parents
  3. My Parents’ Parents’ Parents’
  4. My sister Bella
  5. Not looking like Cinderella
  6. The way you tie your tie
  7. The sparkle in your eye
  8. Kisses
  9. The Missus
  10. Accepting the Passage
  11. Living like a Refined Savage
  12. The Planet
  13. The People, but don’t tell them.
  14. Each Life Challenge
  15. The Pain
  16. The Gain
  17. Most of all, for always being Tall.

 

Here is a list poem I wrote in honor of all the things I’m grateful for this Holiday season. What are some things on your “I’m Grateful for..” List?

 

Water Themed Poems!

Out to Eat with Me

Can I please have a glass of wooder?

Water, okay, so what’s your order?

I would like some eggs with a side of scrabble.

Sorry, did you babble?

Think I need a minute, just the wooder.

 

Wash against the occupants.

Aquarius has no more reigns.

Terra crumples.

Each droplet of smog poisons the blue greenery creation

Rest, Rivers. Please Rest.

W.A.T.E.R.

 

I had a poetry reading at my local coffee shop where I got to debut this short little poems. Please enjoy! More to come.

Also, it’s Giving Tuesday! Check out F*ck University’s IndieGoGo Campaign! https://www.indiegogo.com/projects/fuck-university-today-s-sex-education–2#/

 

Welcome to Fuck University!

Hello, my loves! I’m working alongside awesome, well-informed, charming creatives, and I wanted to reach out and invite you to check out our their web series, Fuck University! Fuck University is an educational web series going live in early 2020. Feel free to click on the link to their IndieGoGo to learn more, and donate if you want! Our IndieGoGo campaign: https://igg.me/at/fuck-university-campaign
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I hope you will check us out and support our mission to make sex ed modern, accessible, and fun!
Thank you!

Visual Prompt #2

Recently, I created a very bare skeleton of a character for a new feature. In an effort to flesh out this idea, I collected pictures from the internet for writing prompts. I want to post them to make my writing process transparent. These might be rough, but they are writing exercises. I want to hold less judgment and share more. Please enjoy. DISCLAIMER: I do not own the rights to these images.

#2

I looked up at those eyes. They know me. How? Whose eyes are in there that I know? Is it mom’s? Suspect they’re hers, since they always look condescending. She never approved of my lifestyle. 

The Speakeasy lets me be my true self. Every night, I strut in wearing an outfit that turns patron’s heads. Regulars critique my outfits. Too bad they are jealous of all my confidence. After my entrance, I sit up at the bar. Let the games really begin. I cannot even greet my bartender without a man sending a drink my way. It is empowering to know all the money I put aside for the bar is really a savings. Wonder what I will need that money for. Anyway, the first man who buys my drink always is a try hard. Some guy who too strong. Definitely need to compensate for something. I accept it. For a few minutes, I chat with the man. My body sends the message of gratitude but disinterest. He always leaves, blaming an early morning of work. Good riddance. Then, a suited gentleman walk in. I never seen him here before. I peacock at the bar, glimpsing over to him. He picks up my invitation to entertain his senses over a few drinks. Out of all the men I have met, this one is different. His suit armors him to take care of a strong woman like myself. He looks like hard work and discipline. Oh, how mother always wanted a man like him for me. I wonder if she got a good look at him on his way inside. 

This man has come from my past. His past mirrors my past, somehow. Although we were on opposite ends of the life spectrum. A man like him looks too good to be from old money. He lacks the arrogance that comes from family greed. He hints that he has moved all over our country. His struggle adds a perspective to life I was never able to have, considering I have always lived in my corner of a metropolis. As the suited gentleman keeps talking, I fall for him. I told myself over and over and over again that I will not fall head first for a man with decency. Mother always warned me about men like him. She thinks I refuse to listen to her, because I doubt her intelligence. That is not true mother. I know there are more men out not like daddy. I attract the type of man that will not treat me for less than my worth. Despite my love at first sight, I control my urge to ask him into my bed. My safe place. I do ask him to walk me to my car. He asks me if I had too much to drink. Of course not. I have a high tolerance. You know you endanger others when you drive drunk. Do you know others endanger me just by existing? Sigh, my man is right. I am in no shape to drive. So, I ask him to wait outside until the fresh air sobers me up. 

Standing outside, her eyes glare down at me. Are they glaring, or is she actually trying to send me a message? She does not look as heated as usual. My calm stomach leads me to believe this is all suppose to happen. Maybe, she’s looking down, asking me to thank her. To thank her for sending me my soulmate. This woman. She always had to do everything for me. She never let me make my own choices. Even in her afterlife, she has to pick a male suitor for me. Fuck. 

Do you think she knows best? 

Who?

Mother. I point to the eyes. 

Those eyes are not real. It’s just a neon light fixture. 

It’s like she is telling me something. 

What word is underneath the eyes?

Speakeasy?

That is her message. Speak easy. 

Oh, how like you. Speak easy. I know what you mean by easy. You always ridiculed me for my love. You cold hearted bitch. You were always jealous that I was more capable of love better than you. I have so much love to share, just like my daddy. But, you hate that. How selfish. What did you ever do to deserve all of the love? NOTHING. You complained, mocked, ridiculed every thing about myself. It is like, she saw parts of herself and him that she felt the need to change. Doesn’t work that way mom.

Visual Prompt #1

Recently, I created a very bare skeleton of a character for a new feature. In an effort to flesh out this idea, I collected pictures from the internet for writing prompts. I want to post them to make my writing process transparent. These might be rough, but they are writing exercises. I want to hold less judgment and share more. Please enjoy. DISCLAIMER: I do not own the rights to these images.

#1

Goodnight. Close your eyes. Darkness.  I see the squiggles behind the eyes, emulating the light. Stillness. The stomps from your upstairs neighbors break your consideration. You need to be lucid to look for the answers reality has yet to show. Intend for this to happen. It will happen. I ask for a message of protection. You intend to lucid dream, and intend, and intend, and intend. 

Yet. 

You just fell asleep. 

In the dream, the Blessed Mother with a neon blue halo visits. You have no control. For once, losing control feels good. It is truly time to reset. 

The lucid dream is in the living. Sleep to recharge. Wake up in the morning to implement the intended reality. 

 

Hawai’i

Recently, I rediscovered my 55-200mm lens for my camera. I used the lens for most of the pictures from my recent family vacation. Still learning how to manage the focus, but I’m proud of what I took. Let me know which one is your favorite! Some of these pictures are from my iPhone, taken in portrait mode.

Red VS Blue = Yellow

Welcome back! It’s been a long minute since I last posted, but I’m back. The other day, I did a spoken word poetry reading. The moderator assigned us to explore a color. My Libra self couldn’t pick just one color, so here goes my poem. Thank you in advance for reading.

Red

A good ol’ fave

Crimson lips and passion painted fingertips

The color of your cheeks when love touches your lips.

Red.

Aggression.

Expression.

The heat in the kitchen,  It’ll burn if you let it.

Red

Dad asked, “What color do you want your first car to be?”

“Red,” I said.

“Okay, so blue.”

Blue

Everyone associates you with the blue.

“It’s in the eyes, Chico.”

Blessed pools from the ocean.

Blue

Empathy.

Serenity.

Emotions worn on your sleeve,

that’s how one could describe me.

Please take care, they say.

Blue.

He called me his Red Devil, but never wanted me as his Blue Angel.

The fire inside sits atop the sea,

burning to a shore

I have yet to explore.

All this Red verses Blue will make you purple.

It is time to mellow.

Consider yourself yellow.

Director’s Statement – The Sirens

When I was a student in film school, my writings always focused around my personal experiences. My professors suggested I get out of my comfort zone. Write something with no creative restrictions. I sucked up all the anxiety, and boom! I created a story of a girl gang of assassins whose job is to kill abusive husbands. From an early age, I always felt interested in girls’ coming of age stories, especially when the girls came from a different background from myself. Growing up in the fifth largest city in the United States with the unique opportunity to attend an all girls high school, my perspective on how women actually interact which is a direct counter from how most forms of media depict female dynamics.  My life has been shaped by the strong women. My short is a thank you to all of them.

The Sirens is a response to the many subliminal messages that women should not stand up to men. My studies in film school focused greatly on this genre of films in college, especially Quentin Tarantino and the rise of comic book films, I found that the women characters lacked depth, lines of dialogue suggesting submissiveness, and messages to women on how they “should” be. Personally, I’m sick of watching these films defining strong female leads. Films like Kill Bill, although it is cinematically beautiful, has tons of subtext surrounding rape and abuse. Harvey Weinsten was the executive producer after all. People love Kill Bill, but why? Why do we as a culture have to love a film that underlines women pitting against each other for the love of a toxic man? I want The Sirens to have a cult following much like Charlie’s Angels or the Powerpuff Girls with the aesthetics of Ghostworld and Death Proof. Much like assassin movies prior, I plan on using wide frames with 50-85mm lens. I would love the color palette to be vivid within dark settings.

As a novice filmmaker, I present these toxic behaviors to engage in a conversation on how as a society can we stop glorifying these traits. This film sheds a light on how this generation of women view domestic violence and abusive behavior in relationships. Tons of films show the depiction of slapping a woman or harming a woman without understand that showing those actions with justification enables the behavior. Creating a film is creating a fantasy. When you look into a filmmaker’s visions of fantasy and see abusive behavior, it sends the message that it is okay to act this way. The Sirens are here to tell everyone it is NOT. It is not okay to be violent towards ANYONE, especially someone who partakes in a romantic relationship with you. The Sirens is a retaliation film against an abusive male gaze. Although there is violence in the film, the girls do not encourage others to be like them. Each one fights an internal battle regarding their relationship with men. It is important that The Sirens show their young female audience what is not okay in a relationship. As a director, I hope that the audience will make an effort after watching the film to bring awareness to helping victims and abusers. Abusers need help, too!

I expects there to be a strong emotional impact from the audience. The girl gang dynamic will make people laugh like they are with their own friends. If people cry, they empathize with the excruciating pain caused by violence. My hopes for the audience’s response is to become aware of how great of an issue domestic violence is and how it effects everyone. This is not just a woman’s issues. The filmmaker encourages the men/boys in the audience to become aware of this toxic behavior and finds way to bring awareness to it from their perspective. As the writer and director, I encourage awareness and forgiveness–to a degree, because situations vary– for abusers. The issue cannot be solved by winded debate but psychological understanding leading to living and depicting healthy relationships. 

Check out the link below to get a better understanding of the image!

Lookbook: https://pin.it/7vojyubc7pk7sr