Learning Final Cut Pro reminds me of first encountering a computer in third grade.
The FCP learning process evolves as follows:
1. I experience a problem due to lack of familiarity with the program.
2. I get confused and think I'm losing my god damned mind.
3. Maybe I've had too much coffee.
4. Maybe I'm just a horrible editor.
5. I look on SG to see if I can find a cute girl with an interesting profile.
6. I drink a 16 oz. soda.
7. I realize there's a reason cute, interesting women aren't online at 4 AM.
8. I eat ground turkey stuffed into a tortilla.
9. I figure out the editing difficulty was an easy process with which I was simply unfamiliar.
...then,
10. I marvel out how fucking brilliant I think five minutes of my raw, student footage looks.
Living The Dream!
The FCP learning process evolves as follows:
1. I experience a problem due to lack of familiarity with the program.
2. I get confused and think I'm losing my god damned mind.
3. Maybe I've had too much coffee.
4. Maybe I'm just a horrible editor.
5. I look on SG to see if I can find a cute girl with an interesting profile.
6. I drink a 16 oz. soda.
7. I realize there's a reason cute, interesting women aren't online at 4 AM.
8. I eat ground turkey stuffed into a tortilla.
9. I figure out the editing difficulty was an easy process with which I was simply unfamiliar.
...then,
10. I marvel out how fucking brilliant I think five minutes of my raw, student footage looks.
Living The Dream!
xoxo csilla