Friday, September 18, 2015

If you found your way here from the Ted X Memphis link, hello! You're here about as much as I am these days, but I feel like this blog deserved a bit of an update after going through such a (terrifying, amazing, wonderful) event. Oh and a bit of business - I cuss a lot (not in the Ted talk, though I was tempted when I saw that countdown clock redlining at 0:00) and don't have much of a filter, so if you scroll past this post, just be aware I'm a loving parent who loves the F bomb almost as much as her kids and feels that few topics are taboo. So we're good? Hell yes! Read on, reader!

It was such an honor to be a part of Memphis's inaugural TedX event. Not gonna lie. I got smacked in the face with a big ole dose of Imposter Syndrome when word came that my audition video - shot as a laptop selfie in the front seat of my car minutes before I had to pick the kids up from school - landed me a spot as one of the 17 speakers. How on earth did I, an indie filmmaker and mom, make the cut? Undeniably a large part of it was the topic. "If You Love Them Let Them Go: An Imposter's Guide to Free Range Parenting." It's a conversation we need to have, and I was honored to do my part to start it.

How many of us have reminisced about our childhood, crediting our ability to explore unsupervised as one of the hallmarks of that time period, only to realize that we are too frightened of the world now to let our children explore it? And, ironically, what kind of damage are we doing by keeping them close?

You can watch the movie that I made about the unwitting dangers of helicopter parenting, JOHN'S FARM, right here.

The article by David Derbyshire that I referenced in my talk can be found here. The article contains a map that we approximated in the TedX talk. It's not a perfect match, but it got the idea across. 100 years ago, an eight year old child had literal miles to explore.

Today they have less than 300 yards.

And when some parents try to give their kids that same freedom to explore, they are getting arrested.

We are failing our kids.

I don't have any clear cut solutions beyond just doing my part at home. I'm making a point of knowing my neighbors. Of letting my eight year old daughter gain much needed confidence by exploring her neighborhood. Tomorrow. We'll start tomorrow,

I did say that I was a hypocrite, right?


Monday, September 7, 2015

Some takeaways from my weekend at Fan Expo Canada:

1. When packing, do not waste time worrying about your shoes. No one will be looking at your shoes. They are looking at Groot, boobs, and bare butts. And Tank Girl!

2. I now understand why Hooters waitresses wear panty hose. It is your friend. See: bare butts.

3. People fucking LOVE Orlando Jones.

4. For a good reason. After I wrote that sentence, I kid you not, I ran into him on my plane and had a very pleasant chat. Now I fucking love Orlando Jones.

5. I think I saw seven Poison Ivys.

6. We need more female villains and superheroes. See #4

7. There are a lot of awesome parents willing to brave 100,000 + crowd to bring their children to meet Stormtroopers and My Little Pony and Adventure Time cast and writers.

8. There are some parents who might need their license revoked. I'm looking at you, mom of six year old Jason Voorhees.

9. DC Comics' Wonder Woman is in very confident, thoughtful hands with the husband and wife artist-writer team David and Meredith Finch. I loved her idea that WW has evolved to be "what we need when we need her," from her kinky origins to WWII hero to 70s feminist icon to a present day, conflicted, courageous heroine. Who sometimes has the "courage to cry."

10. Not being able to draw has always been my excuse as to why I've never fully committed to writing/publishing a graphic novel. Award winning self-taught artist Ray Fawkes cratered that excuse.

11. Screening your film at a comic-con is a wonderful and terrible way to show your film. You are completely at the mercy of who decides to walk into your screening and stick around to vote. This is exceptionally trying if you are the last film in the block. But. I got to go toToronto. I saw Sharknado Girl. There will always be that.