Saturday, September 29, 2007

WFTM: Shoot #3

I decided on Thursday, while en route to Greenwood, that the traffic was too heavy for me to stop near the construction on 96th in Bothell to shoot my 'destruction footage' for "Water from the Mountain". I had an appointment to keep, and though I personally hate the weight of expectation in general, and especially as associated with punctuality, I decided to maintain course and perhaps shoot some film upon my return.

This did not happen.

Although my trip was successful, I arrived early and found myself having a nice mocha at Green Bean while waiting for my appointment at the Greenwood Senior Center. After I viewed the alternate screening space for the Festival, I left for home. I decided that the light was fading too fast into the overcast to achieve the footage I required, although the mood it set would have been more desirable than the sunlight I had yesterday.

Yesterday, I left work and made way for home with a slight detour. It was the parking lot of some church, a gargantuan structure that looked more like a college campus, government office or military barracks than a traditional so-called place of worship, for what that's worth. Yet, the parking lot was rather nice!

I stepped out and assembled my gear, which I had cleaned the day before. I inserted and check the batteries, adjusted my tripod, still crackling with salt from the sea, and I began walking.

The air was ripe with the smell of mulch and dampness from the early rain. I found my first shot, and I didn't need to leave the parking lot. I was able to frame the destruction of the terrain and the natural beauty from across the road, ironically standing next to the most impressive, knotted old tree; I took footage of that next, and I will return to shoot the same tree in color, once I enter that phase of the film.

My journey found me on the sidewalk, next to the racket of motorists unable to abide by the 25 mile per hour speed limit, but then again, pedestrians are 500 points, right? I found another shot that I did not anticipate, and then another. Each time, I zoom in, focus, pull back and then frame the shot. I am still using the Sankyo Super 8 cam with a Cokin filter system, and a red filter. I am using an analog light meter and adding one f stop to compensate for the addition of the filter.

My last stop was the realization of a scenario I envisioned months earlier, even before I began writing this script. I found a perfect composition of trees in the background, and industrial mechanization in the foreground. The focus of the piece is the 'proposed land action' sign in the center of the shot. Someone had spray painted graffiti that read "Artwork" all over, with an arrow pointing in the direction of destruction. I like this contrast, and I now have it captured on film.

I check my film meter,and I am down to only a few feet of film. I need this for the last of the black and white footage; the final scene will involve Fae.

We have found a place in Bothell over the last year, learning to enjoy the quiet amidst the lack of art or the insurgence of parades dedicated to talentless reality show stars. Now we are faced with the same indifference we left in Tulsa, whereas the beautiful and serene landscape is being recklessly dozed over to create boring cubicle living for the numb and the wasted. Trees are falling, dying and serenity and quiet is being replaced by the wants of pompous assholes who don't care about the world they live in or those around them.

Aside from confrontation and all out war, I know no other recourse than my voice through film. Where are those who care? They don't seem to live in Bothell...


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