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Monday, June 26, 2006

Bret returns from NY

Now, I can regain control of the camera and begin, headstrong into the remainder of this film.

Thursday, June 22, 2006

The Seattle Trip

On the Fourteenth of June, we departed for Seattle...job hunting and apartment location, that's what we were about during this trip...we settled in at SeaTac, stayed at a groovy little motel after acquiring Zisou, our spirited little Aveo rental, and we dined at IHOP at 2am...searched Federal Way for jobs and apartments...went as far south as Tacoma...drove back North towards Kent, and stayed the night...met Gary and hung out for a spell...applied at a staffing agency...drove around Auburn and Kent, then up into Bellevue, staying at a Hilton on the tenth story...nice view of the freeway...met, again, with our good friend Gary...drove to Kirkland, chasing down a fresh bought cigar and Kennewick and Strombow Cider with a night walk in the marina...fantastic night...it makes me want to sail with the moon...the next day, we drive to Mukilteo, ferry over to Whidby Island, drive two hours crossing over onto Fidalgo Island by way of Deception Pass, and into Anacortes...Fae nearly buys a candy store...we decide we like the island life, so we drive to Mt. Vernon to apply at a personnel service that covers Anacortes...spend half the day there...decide to move on towards fun...the next morning, my phone rings and it is the temp agency telling me I have a felony...I call Tulsa County...it takes two tries before someone digs deep into the problem...middle name mix-up...yay for me...pretty much guilty until proven innocent...work on the problem all day and the next...leave on the plane...return.

Sunday, June 11, 2006

Influencing the Youth of America

After I take Fae to work this afternoon, I had to run a few errands. As I park at a nearby department store, I am walking away from my car and dialing Jes and Derick on my cell phone; I guess my subconscious realized I was on 71st Street in Tulsa, so I automatically needed to become self-absorbed with a cell phone to my ear...urban camouflage, you know! I walk inside and make my payment. As I am leaving, a line of three children passes before me, in a near collision.

Let us keep in mind that we live in a society that claims to celebrate difference and diversity, yet we are still a prejudiced and hateful nation of bigots and hypocrites...just look at Christianity. This is a religion that preaches "love thy neighbor", "judge not lest ye be judged" and in so many words, "no one can judge anyone, with the exception of God"...and yet these people, for the most part and in a vast majority, are most judgmental of any people I have encountered, and they have successfully proliferated socially acceptable hate crimes against the gay community and other cultures who believe differently than they. We have no acceptance in America...we have no diversity! The only reason why I do not have some redneck idiot or socialite asshole telling me to get a haircut is because they are too self-absorbed to fool with me...a bonus for me! And it is this archaic mindset that establishes a limitation for our youth. These people, the majority, teach their children that someone like me is a failure, and so they are driven to an extreme of pressure and limitation.

Now, back to the children! The three that crossed my path in this stuffy South Tulsa department store, they were all of the variety I speak of...proper and boring attire, orderly manner and trim little haircuts for the boys! I hate short hair, since as long as I can remember. It is boring, and pointless; why would you want to look like everyone else? So, I, with my long hair unfurled behind my stride and my sunglasses, looking like a character in some Seventies flick, I walk on past the children...and that is when I hear the youngest, the little clean cut boy with glasses and his perfect little outfit...he stares back at me as he continues to walk, and whispers, "he looks cool!" I smile.

I have officially planted the seeds of dissention into one solitary youth, and I did it with a mere presence.

Friday, June 09, 2006

The "Memory" Shoot - Cancelled

I finally pushed through my fatigue, and found enough energy to view the potential tape for this Saturday's shoot. I am down to only twenty minutes or so, and this would be a lifesaver. On the other hand, I would also enjoy the extra sleep gained, and I do not look forward to temperatures reaching one hundred degrees Fahrenheit.

I pop in the tape, rewind and then...I see it. Footage from Bret's collaboration with Craig Mullins, Read Me a Story. I know that Bret would not want to tape over this! I make the call to Jes and Derick and cancel the shoot. Without any money or time, I can not acquire the tape I need. Professional grade digital video tape is not available here. One of the many additional reasons why Tulsa and Oklahoma is a waste in my eyes.

I will have to wait until we return from Seattle before I can schedule anything. It occurred to me today, that once we are in Seattle, not only will I be able to find Super 8 film stock, but I will also be able to rent motion picture cameras and exist in an atmosphere that supports my chosen art form.

Tuesday, June 06, 2006

MiniDV Tape

I am running out of tape! I purchased ten professional grade tapes before we began Solid, and Bret paid forty dollars for half of them. Since then, I have used all of mine, all of his and another tape I just recently bought! He has two more tapes he found during his Spring cleaning, and he is delivering them to Fae tomorrow. So, aside from the fact that I owe Bret over forty bucks, I have almost ten or eleven hours of footage...and I am not even done yet!

Final TPS Studio Shoot - Evening of June 5th

...4pm - off work and changing into corduroy greys, different shoes and I am carrying camera and a VCR to my van from the cool interior of the building in which I work...this is my third shoot in two days...

...the Phoenix is running on fumes, and as I drive away, I am calculating the amount of fuel I have in relation to the distance I need to travel...

...I am still wearing my work shirt, since I have no air conditioning to speak of...I will change into my orange sweatshirt once I am in the studio...I take I44 to the 31st and Memorial exit, turn West and head toward Yale...

...I arrive, so I call Derick - no answer...I wait, and then call again...no answer...ten minutes later, I call..."hello, this is Derick"...

...up six floors to the studio...this will be our last shoot here, so I have packed everything into a plastic container, which I carry along with the tripod and camera case...

...the three objectives are: black background shots for Memory, the same for Awakening, the final shot of Awareness and, if time allows, the concept scenes for the trailer...

...Derick and I perform a little rearranging in anticipation of the scene structure we will need...after moving furniture, I relocate a small television from one point in the studio to another...I am also framing the scene, and I make minute adjustments to the aesthetics (curtain, position of a table, etc.)...

...I call Corey...he is now on his way, as is Conan...Derick leaves for his car to acquire his costume and hair gel...I continue with the set up until Conan, and then Corey arrive...

...Corey's scene takes less than a minute...he leaves, and we move on to Memory...

...at this point, I am feeling the weight of fatigue...I have to keep focused, and in every shoot, I have to translate my script into the reality of the set...I review my notes and my script, meticulously...

...I set up the shot a little different...I am always thinking "have I done this already?" and I try to make everything fresh...you have to keep it simple, too...you can get out of hand, if you're not careful...

...the Memory scene takes place after the scenes we will shoot this Saturday, but it does help to establish the character...Derick is an accomplished and outstanding actor...I enjoy working with him on all levels...he automatically takes off in a direction that I want for his character, and we shoot the scene, change angles, and shoot it again...

...as Derick leaves the studio, Conan and I begin what will finish his Chapter...I brought a Super 8 projector, rope lights and my fog machine...it takes some time for me to set everything the way I want it...we begin, and aside from choking Conan with fog juice, I am pushing him, coaxing him out of his natural tendencies in order to achieve the proper performance...I am gesturing, from behind the camera, like a satanic conductor in some sinister symphony...it took multiple takes, but I believe we have a few we can work with...

...the nighttime breeds another farewell, and the dark sky begins to bloom...until Saturday...

Sunday, June 04, 2006

Sunday Film Shoot for "Solid": The Courier and Awakening

Early this morning...

...4:15am...that's all I have to say at this point...and no sleep anywhere in this room...

...at 4:15 am, I jump from my sleep...I have overslept...my goal was to awake at 3:30am and leave at 4:30am...I am ready in twenty-five minutes...leave at twenty till...on the road...phone call from my Mother...she has not left yet...

...5am...Woodward Park...I wait...a parked car nearby...four young men walk by, escaping the darkness and returning to their parked car...

...5:30am...my Mother arrives...final prep...nearing 6am...the black is melting from the sky...

...we walk to the edge of the hidden pathways...as I survey my chosen location, I see giant sprinklers in action...my path is soaked...the water sprinklers pose a threat to the camera...I improvise, and I change my shots...

...as the light of morning increases, I decrease my iris...

...the scenes flow nicely...my Mother gives a wonderful performance...I was very particular about the details concerning my Mother and Father in regards to this film...I am very honored to have this ability, to include them, and I want them to take away a sense of pride once they see how beautiful they are on screen...this was my quest...

...we leave the park...travel to Cafe Cubana...they are not open yet...car pool to Brady Street, Downtown...shoot final scene in front of doorway...capture a building in the reflection of the door's glass...

...return to Cafe Cubana...have coffee...

...leave for Tally's...have breakfast...


Later on...

...I drive Fae to work...I leave for 1:30 meeting at Cafe Cubana with Conan, Derick and Jes to shoot a pivotal scene, the scene relating to the still photograph that will become a puzzle...I arrive in the Phoenix...it is barely past 1pm...I forgot the camera...to the expressway...the apartment...I grab the camera...back in the Phoenix...I return to Cubana...no one is there...I begin the set-up...

...as I find my first shot, Conan arrives...as he is changing into his costume, Derick and Jes arrive...I make the first few shots myself, with the crew sitting patiently and looking on...this scene will not be complete...once the still photo is converted, I will return and shoot those scenes, which will be simple overhead shots...

...in the final scene of the day, Derick assists as Conan and I create a transitional scene which leads to another scene, previously shot...

...afterwards, I discuss the studio shoot (tomorrow) and the Osage Hills shoot (Saturday)...

Studio:

black background scenes for "Memory"
final scene for "Awareness"
the final scenes of "Awakening" that involve Conan
and the concept footage for the trailer

Osage Hills:

depart at 6am


...stay tuned...

Negativity and Evil Deeds: The Word is Spreading

I am a creative person. I create. In particular, I am a filmmaker; I'm not talking about being a filmmaker or shooting a film, I am living it, have lived it. I have two wonderful shorts that I am very proud of, and they stand as a testament to my precise and unique vision, and the story it originated from. Remember story? We wonder why cinema is dead, when we have forgotten the story. I am currently telling a story through a feature length film. The point is, I do not waste time...on pointless endeavors or accusations, or in people who are not conducive to my process.

I have people wanting to "know" me, who have contacted me regarding my work and their wish to open a dialogue, yet they associate with unprofessional people in this area that I have long since abandoned. It is, sometimes, a matter of the company we keep. I have strict ethics, and little tolerance for those who do not, especially since they are based on simple principles of honor and respect.

There are those in these scattered and torn film circles who are misleading, dishonorable and conceited. Their work is lackluster at best and significant only because film is of limited presence in this State; basically, there is no one else who has done it as much, as long and to a measurable extent, so therefore it is praised beyond its worth. Still, their pride can be seen in their misconduct. A mistake is made, an injustice or a violation against the young occurs and the pride justifies once more.....until, someone who has the freedom of mind to think for his or herself, asks a question...or makes a statement. Someone...takes notice.

There will come a time when more and more people will not blindly follow or accept the deeds of those with sinister agendas, and the creativity and the community will return.

These people do not realize they are being observed. They believe they can do no wrong, and I fear that their pride will, at some point, fall. How do I know this, well...as I said, I left them behind as I have left others and as I am leaving others right now, and so my knowledge of their behavior is limited. Still, the deeds are working their way out, into the open, and they have traveled so far that, despite my lack of interest, this knowledge has found its way to me! If I, someone who cares not of these people, if I have discovered these unfortunate offerings...who else will hear? The word is powerful, and it is spreading.

Thursday, June 01, 2006

STAGE IV

Our target date for this year's Festival is November 3rd and 4th. We are currently in negotions with the venue.