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Mother's Day
Sunday, May 10th, 2009 | Shorts, Updates | 1 Comment
My son cut his wrist open, right across the vein, today. On my birthday, he dropped in a faint and stopped breathing. He is spectacular in his gifts to me, on every memorable date he reminds me of my mortality.
I am still editing the piece for The Grand’s 72 Hour Film Festival. I will put the director’s cut up here in a week or so- the five minute version is available on Tacoma’s Click! Network.
To ease the nerves of the festival, and to keep in practice, we shot this piece in about an hour and a half. It is highly imperfect, but as a collaborative piece, I think it holds its own. The children were full of input-but somehow every piece they collaborate on turns into a horror piece.
Well, it makes sense. Fairy tales were originally written for children, after all.