[noise ...shouting]
..... Ray Fisher
and Jason Momoa
ever since I was a little boy
I always wanted to be a father
but never in my life
did I ever think that would be an actor
I was raised in small town America
surrounded by hard work cornfields and pigs
my uncles and grandfather were the
hunters and builders in the Midwest
I was raised by a strong single mother
my mom's an artist in every way
she's a painter a photographer so wander
always searching always seeing
I guess you could say my mom gave me her eyes
my mom introduced me to skateboarding and rock climbing
and i have absolutely love her for that
because skateboarding
it give birth to a style for me
wasn't just the skating it was the music
it was the crew, the underground
architecture was forever changed
you wouldn't believe how much fun you could have on a curb
and climbing
it made me face my fears and my doubts
explore the Impossibles
problem solved for movement
I learn to trust my hands find my feet
I found balance
and I found my passion
I wanted to see the world climbing
I crave the road the wild
I wanted to get out explore it all
camping, fires, playing music, telling stories
living in the dirt
eating crackers and sardis
I was a dirtbag
it's not a care in the world
I pact on my life
and I put it on my back
free to wander
everywhere from Tibet
to france, italy, japan
everywhere USA
my travels made me a student life
and somehow that path led me to a crossroads
and at the end of the road
acting corned me
she seduced me
for an anxious young man it finally
allowed me to be anything that I wanted to be
the wanderlust that gave away the direction and purpose
I could be a barbarian or
a bartender
I could be a savage cob
or the king of Atlantis
19 years have been doing this
now I'm an actor, I am a director
I write and I produce
I found my path
I am a craftsman
my craft is storytelling
and then it happened
she came
my muse
the love of my life
my partner in crime
I felt stupid crazy madly in love with her
then my wife gave me three beautiful
Farrell kids
Zozo bear
Lolo bear my lovey
and the wolf
and with them
my dreams finally came true
I am a father
I found my place
my home
and like any father we want our children
to see us doing what we love
but now
my passion for storytelling
pulls me away for long periods of time
and that scares me
the nomadic lifestyle that once inspired me
and now takes me away from the things that I love most
mohanna my family
I'm frail of what I'm gonna miss
the laughs, the cries
be able to help them
teach them
I don't want to miss those moments
if I think about it
I only have five more years
five summers
and I'm not the center of the universe
I decided this around my children
with who I am
with music, painting
all my art forms
because if I teach them to escape
then they can surf or snowboard
ultimate balance
bold and brave in any train
and if they teach them to climb
then they can push themselves to the limits
gracefully moved to fear and doubt
to learn respect for our natural resources
because if they can admire nature's true colours
they can begin to see the beauty in all things
to be aware of those inconspicuous
and overlook details of life
I want to give my eyes
they will know art
the paint, the sculpt
to understand light and darkness and composition
to find their soul
and that's where the music lies
the soul
to teach them to play
cause if they can play they can sing
and if they can sing then they can dance
and when you dance, you celebrate
it is all connected
these lessons will teach them
to express them self
and if I build it
then I can teach them hard work
dedication, integrity
a moral code
now every time my children play
they can feel that their Papa is always with them
since the moment i left my mother's house
to the moment that i built a home with my wife
from the ultimate highs
to the lowest that brought me to my knees
there has been one constant
something that stayed with me through all of this
like a home on the road
a comfort disguises armor
I see it every time that I look down at these
tattered old pants
in my battlefield
from the paint
to the stitches
every scratch ding laughs and cries
recorded in these pants
every mark is a memory
every tear adds up
the life I always wanted to live
everything I am is in his pants
and there will come a day
when I will be gone
and my children
or my grandchildren
they will find these beat-up old cards
in a dusty corner somewhere
and they will know
this is the campus of my life