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Sunday, 27 February 2011

I was a tree...(half questioningly - head moves)

Background - Varies (Paintings, Photos, Film shots - relevant)
Cast & crew by mutual agreement with the author
Props: - ear-piece (nod when you're listening to me - say 'Okay' and start nodding when you're returning to script and I'll say, "Okay" in reply, but (you may need to) repeat it, "Okay, okay, okay" until I've replied).

*Fun*

(monologue - face to camera, casual, open recollection - sharing)


...............................once,
<ad lib/direction/continuous film (all cuts agreed)>
When I was an infant, our class had a ...

Nativity scene, a school play...


After a lot of painting, we rehearsed for weeks preceding the performances - planned during December.

I would hold my arms up for hours and watch each of these classroom - staged versions from rehearsal to final delivery.

I saw how often the other kids felt awkward, y'know....nervous, forgot their lines, or grew in confidence....

Performance.
(reminisce - why they were picked)

I could only see the backs of those on stage during the scene with the baby Jesus, but I could see their audience clearly. I figured out who belonged to who.... <pause for thought>... (parent/child) with a lot over those performances. <trails away>

( In the three minutes that now pass, various expressions)

<looks up at camera> - shoulder height - intimate (soft black and white)>

I've been given an impression

Listen to this <giggles>... right?

Imagine you've got an idea message and you're just wondering how you get to best to give it

You might think, antique type if you're writing it

Or even, ... Why think it?

I might imagine a painting, that's the beauty of art.... the means of reflection.


Mmm......The means of reflection...

The thing that makes art special is that it includes so many things, and defines everything.

Encapsulated within the boundaries of a painting are the innermost creative ability of the artist, whether using palette or brush (I prefer natural oils myself). Language has been generally confined by description to written or spoken word, but it's so much richer. An artist sees more.


confidential

Okay, What more can you see?