“I traveled to Mexico with two friends and a Panasonic home camera. I had no idea what I was doing. We found ourselves in a Zapatista compound celebrating New Year’s Eve, and I came back to New York and made a film about it. We rode buses from Mexico City to Oaxaca City to San Cristóbal de las Casas. Waking up in a sleeping bag… feeling cold morning mountain air in my lungs and on my body… having warm clothes to put on…running for the train with my belongings on my back… life simplified itself so quickly and I never felt as free and uncluttered, rising with my companions in San Cristóbal one buena mañana. It’s hard to live simply in New York! That unfolding feeling I discovered while drinking the scenes into my camera, I’m still seeking through a deeper commitment to my work. It’s a matter of discipline – which contrasts so much to the freedom of traveling. I fiercely resisted at first, holding on to my free spirit – but now I …