The Eye and the Egg

I found this to be a very interesting assignment. An egg is a funny little thing. Alot of people on a day -to-day basis, simply reach into their fridge, crack the shell of the white wonder into whatever concoction they're about to cook and think little more of it. But when time is allotted to sit down and ponder the egg (which doesn't happen often in my schedule, I'll admit), it becomes more than JUST an egg.

As I handle the egg, the first thing that I am consciously made aware of is how fragile the shell is. However, something very very important lies inside of this egg. Something that could be crushed or killed or cracked at any moment. But if this creature inside the egg hatches, it'll become something far more complex and wonderful then you could have gathered, just by looking at the egg.

To me....the egg represents an Idea.

All Ideas start as eggs. Good ideas, bad ideas. Good eggs, rotten eggs. You don't know what it is yet, because it hasn't matured, but you are very aware of the existence of some sort of idea, thought, or fathom. We "crack open" each others' minds. We "hatch" plans. Some ideas have great potential, but for whatever reason, die a painful death in the skillet of criticism. Some ideas make it to full maturity; they hatch. They reach the full glory that looks much different then just a regular egg of an idea. And just likes eggs and chickens, Ideas, when they have matured, give birth to other Ideas.

Funny little metaphor, isn't it?

Keep it Reel.