Any of you who are regular readers of my Blog will have noticed my posting has significantly dropped off over the past year. There are a number of reasons for this but the most important is frankly I’ve run out of things to say.
Actually that’s not even remotely true but I have studied my analytics closely and realized that in general, the posts I’m getting hits on these days aren’t the ones that I write for me… most of my hits are on my reviews, few as they are.
That isn’t why I set out to write this Blog and while I’m sincerely thankful for all of you who have read my rants and raves, I don’t get as much out of the process as I once did and I have little interest in becoming a more full-time Blogger in order to falsely increase my followers and readership just through networking. I’ve always wanted a certain type of reader – one who has similar interests to my own or potential clients who are looking for some guidance around what to look for in a services provider.
As well, increasingly there is misinformation floating around masquerading as truth regarding all things video and visual and I have little interest in trying to turn up my proverbial “volume” to provide signal above the noise.
I have more productive things to do with my time right now and think I’ll spend my energy elsewhere.
I am truly grateful for the 6500+ views this Blog has had since I first started blathering and I thank all of you who have taken the time to read my musings but I think it is time to say farewell, adieu, auf weidersehn, goodbye…
Danke, merci, спасибо (spasiba), ਸ਼ੁਕਰੀਆ (shukriya), takk and thank you!
I recognize I’ve been “away” for a while – I’ve been re-evaluating a lot of things lately, including how I earn a living. For a while I even swung a sledgehammer and worked on the railway just to clear my head for a bit.
During that time, I completed a video series for a long-time client of mine in the health care industry. I leaned heavily on my friends in the industry to help with all aspects of production, including having a colleague of mine load all the gear in and take the lead position on the first day of conference filming. Patrick did an amazing job, as I knew he would. But something was missing – not from the finished product, which the client is thrilled with – but with me. I somehow felt disconnected from the whole project as I wasn’t there for the first two days (if one counts load in as a production day).
As good as my team was, not being there from the very beginning of production haunted me during post production – I just couldn’t get my head in the game for the first while of editing – I was seeing the material for the first time. I’m used to shooting and editing my own material. That disconnect was something I hadn’t felt since the earliest days of my career back when much of my work was freelance instead of full service.
I spent a significant amount of time re-imagining what Road Dog Media should look like going forward. I’m very happy with the decisions I have made and will share them as an ongoing dissertation in the months to come, I hope.
Step one was reinventing the website, which was quite dated but served the purpose I built it for several years ago until now. But I knew I could do better.
With the success of this Blog, I realized I could do more and be more responsive if I switched to a WordPress-based site. The hard part was finding a Theme that didn’t look too “Bloggy” but still offered me the opportunity to update content freely and quickly.
Please feel free to explore the new and (hopefully) improved website at:
roaddogmedia.ca
(WordPress seems to be having issues adding links right now…)
Among other things, I’ve been a Technical Director/Switcher (TD or TD/S) almost as long as I’ve been a videographer.
For those who don’t know what that is, I’m the last guy to “touch” the signal at a concert, sporting event or conference before it goes live.
I get to sit in front of a console and a bank of monitors with a whole bunch of text and flashing lights.
You’ve seen these photos before:
Still don’t get it?
We TDs laugh whenever we watch Star Wars Episode 4 (The ORIGINAL Star Wars film) – The Death Star “Planet Blower-Upper Gun” is actuated by the Take-Bar on a video switcher! Television geek inside jokes are so much fun! The Take-Bar is activated at 6 seconds in. I think every TD imagines all that power at least once per gig…
Well, for most of my career, the larger surfaces I’ve had the pleasure on working behind were manufactured by Canadian firm Ross Video.
One of the things I and my fellow TDs have always loved about Ross is their Take-Bar (or T-Bar) design.
Imagine my shock and surprise to see news this morning that their new Acuity large format switcher is now shipping with a new Take-Bar design.
I can’t lie – I missed this at the NAB Show in Vegas this year. I would have loved to have heard the discussions from other TDs about the feel of the new design.
But man, does it look hot!
The user interface is what makes a good TD great. The right feel and placement of buttons, dials, switches… I always assumed driving a Formula One car would be something like “driving” a switcher – anyone can kind-of jump in the driver’s seat and push some buttons and make it do something but a real artist can make it sing!
I’m a huge fan of Ross Video and have been since my beginnings. This is the sort of radical change I love seeing in my industry. Radical, not “disruptive”, a “game-changer” or some other hyperbolic adjective.
I wish my friends at Ross the very best of luck with this new design and hope someday I get to drive one!
Hey folks… Feeling pretty philosophical and retrospective today.
Over the past 15 years that I’ve been my own boss running video production companies I’ve always found my work through referrals.
To be fair, I’ve held two Day Jobs that I applied for where I knew nobody (I worked at a craft brewery for 1 month shortly after I moved to Vancouver and my second health care centre video production job was in response to a Craigslist ad) but in terms of self-employed or business income?
All of my work has been referred.
ONE HUNDRED PERCENT.
Looking back, I’m certainly thankful but I have to say I’m a bit surprised.
I reflect on this having just submitted my response to a major corporation’s Request For Service Qualification bid request.
I spent approximately 20 hours putting my virtual best foot forward and realized that there isn’t a single person on the inside working on my behalf to get my proposal approved.
I respond to a fair number of RFPs over the course of a year and I get over half of them because they come to me from people who I have a professional history with or who have been referred to me by colleagues or clients.
Today, I’m just another manila padded envelope with a professionally printed and bound submission.
I’m used to doing business with clients who have been referred to me, like Don & Elizabeth who were kind enough to allow me to use them as references and the video we produced for BC Ambulance Service in my RFSQ response.
My maternal grandfather was a simple man who grew up on a farm and worked hard his entire life. In his 80s he still cleared snow for his neighbours, the “little old ladies” who were 20 years younger than he.
Things were simple in his world: work hard and enjoy the simple things.
His grandest praise was reserved for my grandmother’s cooking. She would make simple fare like potatoes, hamburgers in gravy, corn and a fresh apple pie every weekend. To hear grandpa fuss you’d swear she had cooked a meal fit for a king!
“Geez mum, that smells good!”, he’d say without fail every time dinner was served.
Grandpa had a simple philosophy:
“If you were meant to have it, you’ll get it.”
I wonder if life was simpler then or whether nothing has changed except the way we relate to life…
I miss my grandpa. I think he’d be proud of what I’ve done.
The bid process had two options for submission: online eBid or hard copy.
I delivered mine, smelling like fresh printing always does, in a padded yellow envelope.
Many great men and women have been quoted on the topic, some taking the topic more serious than others…
“I intend to live forever. So far, so good.”
– Steven Wright
“I intend to live forever, or die trying.”
– Groucho Marx
I’m not a tremendously spiritual or religious person but this quote resonates with me considerably, probably because of the “humanity” bit:
“Nor shall derision prove powerful against those who listen to humanity or those who follow in the footsteps of divinity, for they shall live forever. Forever.”
– Khalil Gibran
I have spent nearly the last 20 years trying to leave the world a little bit better than I found it.
I recognize that there is an inherent pretentiousness in that comment but please hear me out.
Almost 20 years ago, something bad happened that forever changed the lives of myself and a friend and coworker of mine. Since that point, my own mortality and the sense of living with purpose became clear to me. I involved myself as a volunteer giving workplace safety and health presentations to high school age students in the hope of preparing them for the real working world in a way that schools weren’t at that point in time.
In total, I spoke to between 15 and 20 thousand students in classroom-size gatherings over several years as a volunteer with SAFE Workers of Tomorrow. I’m proud of that legacy although the time came when I needed to move on to making a difference in another way.
In 2001 I travelled to Brazil and Jamaica with a client of mine on a documentary entitled Home Street Home which highlighted street children in Recife, Brazil and Montego Bay, Jamaica and the aid agencies committed to providing services to them. In Brazil, we visited a garbage dump where children and their families lived in order to be close to their source of “employment”: selecting garbage from the dump as it was brought in on garbage trucks and carrying it out to waiting recyclers who would pay them for it. One young man said that it was a particularly good day when garbage came in from a bakery because then they would all have a party and eat the cakes and other sweets. Later, we met a young mother who, through our interpreter, told us she was afraid because she wasn’t able to find any food or milk for her infant daughter. Only later in the edit bay did we find out the rest of what she had told us (and the translator hadn’t): all she had fed her baby in days was sugar packets she found mixed with with accumulating water from the lowest lying region of the dump, where we were horrified to hear the biological waste from hospitals was unloaded.
These are true stories.
Shaun shooting from the doorway of “The Church of the Garbage Dump” near Recife, Brazil.
Not all of the important stories I’ve helped tell are from abroad…
In 2004, I committed to producing a video chronicling the effects of the untimely death of a young worker, Michael Skanderberg, during his first week of employment in the role of an electrician’s helper when he was electrocuted while working changing light ballasts. The video was produced after meeting Michael’s mother Cindy Skanderberg and talking with her about the work she was doing in talking to high school age students.
The video was released on April 28th, 2005 at the Day of Mourning ceremonies at the Manitoba Legislature.
The turnout was inspiring with labour unions, firefighters and emergency personnel, laypersons and politicians gathered in the Grand Staircase to watch the ten minute video called Michael: A Senseless Loss.
The video was ahead of its time in that it didn’t document in detail what happened that killed Michael.
Instead, I produced a video that examined the sense of loss that Michael’s family and friends experience as a result of his passing.
I felt that school age students, especially boys from socio-economically challenged neighbourhoods like the one I grew up in, were emotionally disconnected from hearing about workplace accidents. I personally always thought “that couldn’t happen to me…”
So instead, we introduced the viewers to Michael’s sisters, his mother (who in precise detail explains in front of a high school assembly breathlessly how her son was killed), his grandparents and his buddies.
Michael: A Senseless Loss Screening 2005 Manitoba Legislature Grand Staircase
The ceremony was open to the public.
Media were in attendance and we released copies to be included in the evening newscast.
Safe Workers of Tomorrow staff preparing to speak around the video.
Shaun C. Roemich with Michael’s parents, Bill and Cindy Skanderberg.
Shaun C. Roemich with SAFE Workers of Tomorrow founder Ellen Olfert and then Minister of Labour for the Province of Manitoba, Nancy Allan.
That day in the Legislature, our “little video” was recognized by the Manitoba Government in session. The record of this is immortalized in Hansard, the verbatim record of the business conducted in the legislature:
A few weeks later, I was invited to the Legislature gallery as a special guest when word came down that an amendment to the Workplace Safety and Health Act was being introduced in recognition of Michael Skanderberg’s tragic death. I was speechless when I heard my name mentioned in affiliation to this Bill.
You can rest assured that I haven’t stopped telling important stories since then. In fact, two summers ago I had the privilege of doing some oral history work for the Canadian Museum for Human Rights.
A video project I produced for a client of mine was recently awarded a Canadian Association of Labour Media (CALM) Award for Best Narrative Video or Documentary Series.
This series explores the issues that Canadian workers are fighting for around sick benefits, pension and parental leave. We also explore the involvement of the Public Service Alliance of Canada in the Idle No More movement and the efforts they make in supporting community agencies working to eradicate poverty, homelessness and establish food security for the working poor.
I’ll be honest with you – it isn’t the most lucrative business decision I could have made but I stand by the last 19 years of trying to leave the world a better place.
I did more than just show up for this life – I’d like to think I’ll be remembered for what I’ve done.
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