A Journey Through Front-End Engineering
Black. Faint sound of wind and static. A recorded VOICE.
VOICE: There was a time when I was more than this.
(Pause. Then louder)
Something clicked for me last night- when I got booed at the Al Smith Dinner. I didn’t even need to speak and it would have clicked, I think, at some point. Maybe on the car ride home in the deeply-lonely darkness of a heavily tinted Escalade…
My virtual violence virus video is going viral on Vimeo.