Check out the first short film produced my talented friend Dan Liffick, from California. Dan and I were colleagues at the Interactive Media Program at San Diego City College. I have always known that he would find on film production his passion, and believe more than ever he will do very well in his career. The film stars gifted actor Rich Carrillo playing the main role, Australian fashion designer Anthea Rodgers, striking as the news’ anchor; and outstanding Dynamite Walls’ musician, Allan Bates. In addition to that, Duane Gardella played the dream killer; Sven Salumma as Philip White, and Eddie Parker was the news worker. A few other friends were also involved in the production, such as Raygun Fernandez, Jerry Figeroua, Paul Kimmel and Melody Ward. Well done guys! I look forward to seeing your next productions and wish you all the best with your future endeavors.

“Golden Hill is my first serious attempt at filmmaking. I shot the entire short at San Diego City College with a CanonXl1s. A special thank you to Duane Gardella who gave wonderful guidance and for presenting me an opportunity to create a film. Thanks,Dan.” (Dan Liffick)

You may contact Dan on myspace by clicking here

Confira o primeiro curta-metragem produzido pelo meu talentoso amigo Dan Liffick, da Califórnia. O Dan e eu cursamos o programa de mídia interativa na Faculdade da Cidade de San Diego. Eu sempre soube que ele encontraria seu talento na produção de cinema, e agora acredito mais do que nunca que ele vai ser muito bem sucedido em sua carreira. O curta traz o talentoso ator Rich Carrillo como protagonista, a estilista australiana Anthea Rogdgers no papel da apresentadora de TV; e o músico extraordinário da banda Dynamite Walls, Allan Bates. Adicionalmente, Duane Gardella fez o papel do matador, Sven Sallumma atuou como Philip White, e Eddie Parker era o produtor do jornal.  Alguns outros amigos também fizeram parte da produção do filme, bem como Raygun Fernandez, Jerry Figeroua, Paul Kimmel e Melody Ward. Mandaram bem pessoal! Eu fico no aguardo da sua próxima produção e desejo o melhor nas suas futuras andanças. 
“Golden Hill é a minha primeira tentativa séria com produção de filme. Eu filmei o curta na Faculdade da Cidade de San Diego, utilizando uma CanonXl1s. Um agradecimento especial ao Duane Gardella, o qual me proporcionou incrível direção e me deu a oportunidade de criar o filme. Obrigado, Dan.” (Dan Liffick)
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running for life

December 17, 2008

 

Dallas White Rock Marathon 2008 by Ricky Moon / DMN Contributor

It’s been exactly 16 months since I ran my first race. I ran the “America’s Finest City Half Marathon” in August of 2007, in San Diego, California. That race had a major effect in my life, changing myself and the way I see and interact with the world.

My first half-marathon marked a new beginning in my life, it was the moment I realized that a new version of me was possible. A better version, stronger and faster, healthier and responsible. I remember how much I trained for that race; I had to give up on drinking, smoking and most important, had to leave behind a person that I loved, but I had to let go in order to change. It was more than a race, I found myself in some spiritual state of mind that is hard to describe. I’m not a religious person but I can say that was the day I met my God for the first time. I cried and smiled for 13.1 miles, as I watched the movie of my life playing in my mind step after step. That day I said good bye to the old me, and gave birth to that new person who was growing inside of me.

During the past year I ran several races in North America and Australia, and since I moved to Dallas I started taking my training more seriously. I found my happiness in this city through running. After a couple races I had already dropped 1 hour from the mark of my first race, only a year ago; and race after race I get closer and closer to the top finalists.

The main goal of all my training was to run my first full-length marathon, which I decided it was going to be the Dallas White Rock Lake. My training was going extremely well until I injured myself running the DRC Half-marathon six weeks before the big day. The 42nd overall position ended up resulting in 5 weeks off-training, and consequently a lot of pain, stress, fear and the beginning of a depressive state. Thanks to the support, patience and dedication of my partner I was almost 100% recovered one week before the race.

The Dallas White Rock Lake Marathon happened last Sunday, December 14th. I joined over 17,000 people, which had their individual reasons and goals for the event. The weather conditions were extremely rough with strong winds of up to 30mph, and temperature above 50 degrees. My right foot hurt me for about 16 of the 26 miles and at several moments I thought I wasn’t going to be able to finish it. It was without a doubt the biggest achievement in my life so far, as I realized that not even 1% of the world’s population have tried such thing. By being injured and not had been able to finish my training program, I ended up having to slow my pace down to 9 miles/hour in order to complete the race. The support of the crowd, and the one I love right next to me was fundamental to get me to the finish line, and I did it in 3:59 min, coming in 912 place. 

After the holidays I am going to re-start my training and run another marathon in the spring, in an attempt to qualify for the Boston Marathon. My first marathon reinforced the possibilities I saw when I ran my first race in 2007. Today I know exactly who I am, where I am, what I am here for and where I am going to be. Today, I run for life, run through life, and run to give a better life to others.

The photograph used in this entry belongs to Ricky Moon and you can purchase it by clicking here.

 

 Midnight Juggernauts – Road to Recovery

Sunshine, californian blue sky. It’s just another beautiful day in southern california. I’m sitting on a train leaving San Diego on my way to Los Angeles. On my left side, the blue pacific ocean which I’m so familiar with; to the right, a city that for many years I called home; behind me, a past filled with memories, experiences, relationships, lessons. Looking at the surfers riding the waves as californian pelicans fly by, my brain instantaneously starts playing the movie of my life. I see scenes of love and hate, hope and self-destruction; I see motion, I feel emotional. Nostalgia fills my eyes with proud tears as it puts a clever smile on my lips. I easily identify the light path which I took, leaving the darkness behind. 

For a while I had forgotten how It feels to be with an old friend, to be loved by an old friend. I had forgotten the feeling of returning to a place where you feel like home. Warmth, receptivity, tenderness, devotion are only words compared to what I’m feeling. Things don’t seem to have changed much since I left, however I see all my friends making progress in their lives. Despite the fact I have been exposed to a whole new world and have been living a completely new lifestyle, I had the feeling that I fitted straight in. It felt like I had been away for a weekend or so, which only proves me that San Diego will always be a city with its arms wide open waiting for me. 

My californian chapter has probably been the most important of my life so far. A period marked by self-discovery, life learning experience, affection, and overall my road to recovery. In California, I found love for the first time. I loved like there was no tomorrow. I also loved drugs, alcohol and rock’n’roll like there was no tomorrow. It was a fun long party that appeared to be endless, nonetheless It ended at the age of 23. Furthermore, I have always believed that the after-party is much more fun than the party itself! It’s been a year since I decided to stay away from any sort of mind altering substances, over and above that It’s also been a year since my life has started making sense. Today I look back and smile for having gone through what I have. I smile for having loved and being loved, therefore I smile for having survived and learned my lessons

At this point of my life I am complete. I’ve found what I was looking for, I’ve found who I was looking for, thus I’ve found myself. Nowadays when I close my eyes, I clearly see the edge of my body, I see my role in this world, I have control of my actions, and consequently most of the reactions. And at last, but not least, once again I love and I feel loved. Although this time in a clear and true way like I have never felt before.