You asked for it and its finally here...we are organising a free workshop on cinematography on Saturday at 10am prompt at the British Language Center in Douala. All cinema enthusiasts should make it a date. NB: very limited seats available so be on time #njokatv#njokatvproductions#njokatvblog#workshop#cinematography
I am a self taught director/filmmaker/actress. I created an award winning unscripted webseries for YouTube with no former film or editing background. I shot and edited the entire webseries using an iPad. I would film a different episode each week using no story board, no script outline or anything. Each week as I would edit I would teach my self to use a different editing app that I downloaded from the Apple App Store. I also ordered a green screen and taught myself how to use it. Moving forward to season 2, I now film with a camera edit from a Mac Book and I have a cast and cinematographer. I enrolled in an online film school and I am learning so much now on set and off. You will notice that the quality of my work has changed enormously . Look out World my name is Adwoa Daniels aka Diamond Phillips and I'm ready to change the game!
Thursday April 27th, 2017 (4:36am Dunlap, TN)
I don't need fair weathered friends. Those are not my people. My people are storm chasers: as the electricity builds in the clouds sending waves of static over their necks prickling the tiniest of hairs and lightning strikes the pupils of their eyes dilate and their adrenal glands swell as they stand unwaveringly watching my shit storm of emotions surge and swell and swallow up everything. My people have backbones made of steel and spirits made of fire and ghost pepper sauce. My people have hearts that can take a beating: they are bruised, calloused, swollen, bleeding, scarred, charred and sewn on to the outside of their left arms. My people are Warriors. Witches. Bums. Healers. Dreamers. Outcasts. Royalty. My people have perfected the art of lounging in the paradise of sapphire skies, serene beaches and oceans made of glass because they've stood on that beach when onyx waves hid the sun and dug their heels deep in the sand with clenched fists and jaws and a steady gaze. My people have souls that smell of night blooming jasmine in April, taste like pizza and feel like taco Tuesday.
:: Note:: this is what insomnia looks like. These are a sliver of the mania feuled thoughts that keep me awake all night.