A recent conversation with a good friend got me thinking back to a period of my life I equate to SHAWSHANK REDEMPTION. Now if that friend reads this blog I want you to know you’d be shocked that I have no fewer than three close friends in the same exact spot— so this might not be about you.
SPO(ILER ALERT for SHAWSHANK REDEMPTION- you’ve been warned.
In SHAWSHANK REDEMPTION Andy Dufresne is locked up for the murder of his wife and he suffers the horrors of prison life until he makes it bearable and then he decides he’s had enough and he crawls out through 500 yards of the worst smelling sludge (Okay they don’t call it sludge) you can imagine through a drain pipe before coming out on the other side in a sort of baptism of redemption.
The film captured so much of what I was going through that I keep a full sized poster of it framed on the steps leading up to my Art Studio. I look at that poster everyday on my way to work.