I would like to think that the rough theater is a good metaphor for my earliest works in video production. When I was in high school, our television production class supplied us with equipment we could use to record videos for the school’s television channel. Even as a freshman, I was given the tools and opportunity to craft, in my limited and budding filmmaking knowledge, videos I now acknowledge to be a part of my “rough theater.”
My work in high school was rough. Real rough. There was always at least one glaring mistake in the early stages of my learning. Sometimes there was equipment in the background of a shot I did not notice during the editing process, only to be pointed out after a screening of my video to the class. Perhaps there was a blue tint on the shot near the front lobby’s windows, for we forgot to white balance that take.
Still, there was magnificence to my rough theater work unlike my more polished works. At the core of that video with the equipment in that one shot is an interview with the jazz club, and it really highlights how underappreciated their award winning band is. Yeah, maybe the white balance is off, but the editing is well paced, and the video is engaging.
Essentially, my high school videos were rich in their aim and their intent, and good in their effort and production, but just a little rough around the edges.