Today I'm going to have a little rant about Mereki.
When I saw Rick Mereki's short films Eat, Move and Learn half a year ago, I was moved. I first saw it when somebody reblogged Move on tumblr, without a source or link, or any information even what I knew how to trace to find out what the video was. It was only last month that I stumbled across the video again through vimeo and found the source.
Having traveled and lived a nomadic existence since, well, since I came into existence eighteen years ago, this film helped to give me a new outlook on my life. There have been times where I have wanted to be grounded to one home, to have friends for more than a couple years at a time, to know the city I was in better then the back of my hand.
But this video reminded me that I wouldn't exchange the experiences I have had for anything in the world, and this realization pushed me into the world of international journalism I am exploring now, and to move to yet another country for the third time within a year: Australia.
Let me get to my point: For our third journalism assignment, the factual storytelling project, I would like to write a story on him. His contact details conveniently happen to be on his vimeo page and though I know this assignment is due in May, I wanted to get a head start with getting permission for an interview and such and learning as much about him as I possibly could without actually talking to him first. It doesn't help that I am currently on my third draft for the email I was going to send asking whether I could interview him and a member of his crew, and in what form.
I almost wish I had chosen to write about someone who had not had such a personal impact on me and my life, but I feel now as if that would be running from what I really want to do; hiding in my comfort zone.
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