Holiday life and a crisp brain

What. What is the point of life? Is it money? fame? love?
NO.

During the holiday season, I had plenty of different experiences. Snow, family, friends, work, deadlines, ect.

I am asked by the ICA to find an idea for a final project this year. Obviously I could let this resonate in my brain and I could ponder it for days on end but I have not even been thinking about it. Not because I’m un-interested in doing it, but because I’m so busy.
What was keeping me bogged down until now?
It was my documentary for the “One Nation Many Voices” contest on Link TV.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KY56UUix2sk
Now that I am finished with that project, its time for me to think about my final theme, story, script, and everything for the ICA.
There are plenty of limitations, budget, story, appropriateness, time, BUT...
I am not limiting myself in my thoughts, when I think of an idea, my initial thoughts are not that of all the limits but that of personal choice.
What I have to do now is think for a while about what I want to do.
The things I know I want to do are have an original score, have an interesting topic, and also do things to MY specifications and no one else’s. I suppose this is rather selfish and it is not that I am unwilling to suggestions, but I want this to be mine. Mine, as in a personal accomplishment.

My grandfather told me a story on Christmas this year that made me melt because I could see myself in him while he told it.
He is almost 70 years old. He worked in upstate NY for 10 years as a teen before college for a union company that manufactured wires for bombs and space shuttles! He then worked as an archaeologist, and after that and also currently as an auctioneer.
In his later years I think he recognizes that he has always been his own person. He knows that the point of life is not money. It’s being happy, and its doing what makes you happy.

What he said to me was this,
"Noah, you can go to college, you can get a job, you can have a family, you can be rich, you can be poor also, BUT what matters is being happy. Do what you know you are born to do. Do what makes you happy."
When he said this to me I stayed jaded all day.
I know that if a man as influential to me as my grandfather tells me this, It IS the point of life.
What makes me happy?
What I do makes me happy.
What I do is create.
I’m going to continue to create until the day I die, and I don’t think I will ever feel unaccomplished If I keep being myself and working hard on what I love.

The ICA has given me so many opportunities, so thanks to everyone who has made it possible for me, and I’m going to think of an amazing project for my final. As soon as I do, Il post that bad boy right here on the blog!