This is a very personal story that gets to some of my roots. If you’re interested in reading more of this story, I would turn to the internet. There’s enough clues…
I don’t think we hear about the side of prison life from children going to prisons. I’ve watched in shock as the media and hollywood fell into the pit of prison life infatuation, romanticization or whatever you want to call it. I realize that people are trying to shed light on concerns that incarcerated people are treated unfairly and something should be done about it. Don’t get me wrong, I applaud the intention. But I grew up seeing the world quite the opposite. I grew up going to prisons every weekend to visit someone. Life seemed better for them on the inside. It was bad for us when they were gone. My grandma would cry daily and work herself to the bone to send them money for “necessities.” I was never allowed to join the school band even though I was obsessed with music. Instruments were too expensive. Holidays were sad and uncelebrated.
It was even worse when they returned. They would come home to large neighborhood parties with more stuff than I ever had — tv’s, fans, posters, music collections…and after only a short time they would have sold their stuff off for drugs or cash and turned to taking what little I had. My walkmans were turned into tattoo guns. My nintendos pawned for drugs.
They came back looking healthy, well rested and more muscled and bulkier than ever. Their release days were the darkness of my childhood.
This is just one of those “release days” that I wanted to tell. It was a way to get it off my chest, but as a result I really learned a lot about my mom during the making of this animation. I realize that I would have fallen right into this trap. He was like her Stevie Nicks — shining up there on stage. A dream come to life, for her. And I realize that her life has just been absolute shit. None of it was my fault, but I’m sorry. I will always love her and always feel that it is my job to protect her. This is where that feeling started.
Technical stuff: I wanted to make an animation project using my ipad and photoshop for a change, so I did. It started as an audio podcast, but I felt that it needed some visuals. It was meant to be quick and fast, but turned into months of work. Limited free time, moved to San Francisco and kind of a long piece to animate.
Animation, Sound and Design: Farrin N. Abbott