In Drafts, Film, Local projects, Music on January 3, 2014 at 8:11 am

The data transfer from the “old” iMac to the new laptop, now completed. Some old glitches gone, some new ones to sort out – photo transfer, for instance. I don’t know much more than I did before about the inner workings of computers, but enjoyed watching the technician talk to himself while I worked out my work schedule at the table with pen and paper.

The music, images and stories streaming through my mind this morning from a film called Lettre d’un cinéaste à sa fille, done by Eric Pauwels. Nothing to do with multimillion productions. If there’s a film part to the Italian arte povera concept, Lettre belongs to it.  What keeps the thing streaming through my head: the bits of story he tells, the shots he’s chosen for them and the way he’s edited the mix. Sumerian writing, for instance. The calligraphy based on the imprints of bird’s feet in soft mud. From which the Sumerians assumed the gods were sending them messages. Of course, since the birds did a fair bit of trampling, at times, the messages weren’t all that easy to read.

I watch the film and take notes. Of the stories. Of the visual cuts from one to another. Work on the draft. Prepare notes for the upcoming workshops. Today: a scheduled visit to a man and his companion out in the country. The man wants to write a book about Child Protection measures in France. He has a lot to say. How best to say it.

Keeping a certain lightness of touch, whatever the topic.


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