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My sweet sweet friends, it’s time. 2018 will be the last year of Rabbit Heart Poetry Film Festival.
I’ve been trying to write this love letter to you for a little while now, but I keep getting caught up in the details – there are just SO many feelings wrapped up in those. So for today, Elliot Smith in the background, candles lit, and here’s the scoop.
Firstly, I want to thank everyone who’s been part of this beautiful little project over these five years. I am humbled and filled with gratitude for every submission, every set-up and break down, every volunteer, every judge and every round of judging, and every poet who’d never shot footage before who stepped up to the plate and said, Hey, I’m gonna make a movie out of my poem – let’s see what happens!
Because I tumbled into this project with that feeling – Let me put this in motion and see what happens!* I’ve told every intern I’ve had the pleasure to have worked with that we’ll try this thing, and if it works, great! If it doesn’t work, and no one got hurt, that’s ok too (we just won’t publish it). It’s been amazing – just the sheer number of outstanding films I’ve gotten to see and been privileged to reward has been incredibly nourishing. The contacts I’ve made and the people I’ve gotten to meet around poetryfilm have fed me bone deep. The young women I’ve gotten to work with in the summers** have opened my eyes and helped me see the city I live in from a place I hadn’t been before.***
What’s going on here are wrapped up in a number of factors† all coming together leading to the close of R<3, but mostly it’s time for a little financial mop-up. The last few years in the US have been pretty rough on us regular folks. My husband works for a nonprofit, too, which has made things a touch more fiscally tricky than they might otherwise be. Long story short, I’m looking for some steady employment to get things more solid & send our household books back into the black.††
I love this project, and I’m going to miss it. That said, I’m also really looking forward to a year or two to decide what my next project is going to look like, and excited about what’s next. More than anything, I’m really looking forward to sending Rabbit Heart off in grand style, with a fantastic last show and some popcorn. Come celebrate with us, help us send her up right October 20th at Nick’s. You can pick up your tickets at the Doublebunny Press store right here – hope to see you at the show <6
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*Actually, that was kinda secondary, even if it became my ethos quickly. It really started with trying to get other people to do it. Turns out it was my Big Work after all ~.o
**Thank you, Clark! Thank you Worcester State!
***And stop-motion trailers, FTW! I would never have started on these little projects without my beloved interns <6
†Not insignificant in this mess are my mixed feelings about social media promotion. I love seeing my friends when I turn on my computer – but also, I get really worried about tiring them out with my insistence that they LOOK AT ME, LOOK AT MY THING, right?
††Say what you will about the economy these days, but I’m looking right at you, Fear of Scarcity. And I believe in my heart of hearts that it was manufactured in rumor at the beginning of this administration, and then, like it does, it became real and immediately impactful. No doubt: things have gotten more expensive and difficult, and I find myself having to ask more often before I get a Yes. I hate that this has become the new normal.
Darling! Submissions for Rabbit Heart Poetry Film Festival 2018 are now open!
Welcome back to Q&A Wednesday! Today’s question is super important, filmmakers:
Q: Hey, Rabbit Heart – How come you’re charging for submissions now? I thought you were all about accessibility and freedom to create art without a budget.
A: Yes, it’s true – we’re charging a little bitty submission fee this year ($5) on FilmFreeway. At the same time, it’s still absolutely free to submit your film to Rabbit Heart directly through the website. So if the fee is a stretch* get that film ready and choose Submissions from the dropdown menu on www.rabbitheartpoetry.com. We gotcha.
I really wrung my hands over the decision to charge a fee. As the festival director, it’s huge to me that filmmakers need not spend a lot of cash to get their art out into the world. A girl’s gotta eat, y’all. And pay rent n’ stuff. When we started this festival business, it was in the mindset that even if you just borrow a phone from a friend and then edit your footage at the library, you should be able to make a poetryfilm. Good art =/= big budget. And so free submissions really falls in line with the Rabbit Heart philosophy. Which is why submissions directly through the Doublebunny website are still unqualifiedly free.
Here’s the scoop: we love FilmFreeway. FilmFreeway has been 95% fantastic for Rabbit Heart, especially in terms of reaching far and wide (6 continents worth of subs since we started accepting films through them!) Hearts and stars, y’all.
That last little 5%, tho’ – it’s films that people submitted with complete disregard for festival guidelines. With a $0 submission fee, folks are submitting films that are completely divorced from poetryfilm, and in droves (we’re turning down twice the number of films we’re accepting). We’ve received scads of not just overlength films, but feature-length films, children’s programming, aerobics instructional videos, and pornography.** All of which I have to wade through to find the legitimate entries (because holy carp, I do not want to have an intern stumble onto the racy business x.x) Of interest, direct subs to the website might be a touch overtime, but they’re pretty much always on target – if you’re on the R<3 website, you’ve very probably read the rules, and aren’t just shopping for a (free) place to send your film.
So, very basically, the fee on FilmFreeway is there to make sure that the subs we’re getting are actually relevant to the festival. I really hate sending out disqualification notes. It totally makes me sad (and in some cases, super awkward. See second starred item).
And, you know, if we get a lot of subs through FilmFreeway, that’ll all get to go back into festival prizes. So, hey, win-win \o/
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*Honey, believe me, I understand operating on a budget.
**LOTS of pornography. Enough porn that we briefly considered doing an intimate toy party fundraiser, or an adults-only Dirty Losers showcase. Briefly considered. But overwhelmingly, the lighting just wasn’t that good. Pro tip: you can’t shoot porn in the dark. Three lightbulbs, people. Three lightbulbs. & maybe a bounce.
Festival? How was festival this year? you ask. Well!
Let me start here:
Behold the perfect tool for your sustenance, the humble crockpot.
No, wait – lemme start here:
Rachel dearest sent that off from the bus on her way out of Worcester on Tuesday morning, and I blubbed some happy tears when I saw it.
Nonono – wait – listen:
I think I didn’t manage to put down 2016’s show until almost a year after the fact – there was just So Much. Too much, even. Dearest Bill’s heart surgery on October 5th, the flash floods day before show that washed out Nick’s, all that focus on waiting for the power to come back & the last-minute move over to HPCC. It was a rush, for sure, but really, let’s not do it like that again, k? And even with the grant reimbursement* wrapped up and the trophies mailed & the prize payments made, and the 2017 logo set up & stickers ordered, and the new season ready to go, it still sort of dragged on as this stressful pulsing echo, like, for months.** Until about a week before festival, I wasn’t even sure I was ready. I had nightmares about being pregnant in Patagonia (which, of course, was part of Peru, whut) & stamping around about it, y‘all.
And then Rabbit Heart this year? It was AMAZING. Ah-May-ZING.
Some stuff we learned last year was that you really can’t stuff 70+ people into Nick’s without a crowbar and some mad engineering skillz.*** So, armed with that knowledge, we intentionally split the 2017 show, and put together a matinee this year – which I panicked about for a hot minute (Will people come? If I throw a party in the middle of the afternoon, will people come to it? AND WHAT ABOUT BRUNCH?!) until I realized that it gave us o,somuchmoreroom! to show more films (\o/), and that lots of people nabbed those tickets because they were stoked (!!) and wanted to see more poetryfilm! And they came! We threw a party and people came! And they enjoyed the stuffing out of it! Hello, I am over the moon remembering all the smiles and hugs.
And then – and then – AND THEN! The awards ceremony! Our emcees for the night, Tony Brown & Melissa Mitchell, omg – these two glamorous bastards – I need a moment to get my marbles back in the jar here, because WOW.
Let us all fan ourselves off a minute here -whew!- Ok, steampuk became the theme for the night, Missy was armed to the teeth (check out that hawt whip, y’all), and the tone was set from the moment they stepped on the stage. So. GOOD.
The caliber of film this this year made me wicked proud – I’m absolutely thrilled with the judges’ picks.† I can’t even pick the most stand-out-y of the bunch, because I kept falling in love over and over. You should go check out the 2017 Finalists Page and the R<3 YouTube page to see – grab a coffee and your comfiest hoodie, ‘cos you’ll want to be there a while ♥
All that said, I need to tell you about the winner of Best Overall Production – Rachel Kann’s Dancing Lesson (Or How to Let the Words Leave You), made with Brad Cooper & Atom Smith – even just thinking about it right now makes all the little hairs stand up on my arms. Because you need to know: the women in that film with Rachel? Dancing like the queens they are? They are not professional dancers or actors. That’s Rachel’s Zumba class. (And I was told the shoot was a dream, and the hardest part of the whole she-bang was getting the colored Holi powder out of the sets three months after the fact. Which, of course, amuses me to no end.) RACHEL’S ZUMBA CLASS! Here – check it out.
There was so much dance this year! And it brought me to a place of joy I didn’t even know about. Sure, interpretive dance is an easy mark for eyeroll – we’ve all been to that one poetry reading, right? But this year, watching the subs roll in was a total game/perspective-changer – we got a ton of really good interpretive dance poetryfilms. The more interpretive dance I saw over the year, the more I realized how much I just love the stuff! And to be able to show films at the showcase matinee? Like Jeremy Hahn and Stephen Beitler’s Dances for the End of the World Ch 2, and videopoem I Am Life/ Soy Vida by Jose Alirio Rojas? It just set me soaring.
But but but! But omg, also the people! My very favorite thing about festival happened again this year – it became a gathering for some of my very favorite people. And getting to meet filmmakers and people new to the festival just leaves me bursting all over. I got to meet the winners of the WCPA-sponsored Shoots! Youth prize, Luz Emma Cañas & Ella Quinn who came in from NYC, I got to meet the producer of the Best Smartphone Production, Eduardo Guerra who came in from NY, I got to meet Nick who came out from CT for his friend Aleksandr Kirienko’s film, and the winners of The Marble Collection’s fundraiser raffle, and the folks who won the Sprinkler Factory’s raffle,†† and I got to meet director Brad Cooper and his lovely friend Linda, and I got to meet Aisha Naseem’s parents and their housemate Alex, and everyone was so lovely! And I got to reconnect with friends who traveled in from afar! Filmmakers Cassidy Parker Knight & Jeff Knight came in from Austin TX, and Rachel came in from LA, and Eric Darby came in from San Francisco, and Linda Jackson and filmmakers Aisha Naseem and Adom Balcom came in from western MA – and friends who came in from right here in town – Molly McArthur and Kerry McGurl who were our perfect ushers, Tony & Missy (natch), #TeamSalli, Sarah Meigs & Alli Jutras (our badass interns for 2017), and Birgit Straehle (who gilded our first place trophy!) & Luis Antonio Fraire, and two of last year’s exquisite judges, April & Ted Desmond, Isaac Baron and Sylvia Bagaglio, and Rushelle Frazier and Jenith Charpentier and Angeline Bilotta who were judges this year, and Gary Hoare, who’s been a finalist and winner at R<3 three times now, and Angel Gonzalez, who’s been a judge twice, and Bob Gill (who judged our first year) & Ted Blackler, and and and and AND! It all happened in the company of family – what warm delight to share this with my dear husband Bill, and my brother Allan and my father-in-law Charlie††† who have been pulling this boat along with me for four years now (omg, fam – you are The Best).
And for real, Nick’s took such good care of us – huge kudos and thank yous to Nicole & Sean & the rest of the staff on Saturday for making such good space for us and treating us like a Very Big Deal. They made sure we had the sound and projector up and running, and a place for our red carpet, and that the popcorn & drinkies & treats flowed (Have you ever had a pretzel there?? Seriously. If you haven’t, you’re totally missing out, so you should do that).
What I mean to say is that this year tore me open in all the good ways. All this to say Thank You.
xoxox,
Apple
*Thank you WAC & MCC!
This program is supported in part by a grant from the Worcester Arts Council, a local agency which is supported by the Massachusetts Cultural Council, a state agency.
**I’m 100% sure some of that had to do with the US elections. That garbage storm is still cascading horrific on the daily.
***So the basement over at HPCC actually solved that problem >.>
†It wasn’t until after festival that I realized that all our winning films were made by women \o/ There’s something here that I have been struggling to put my finger on over the last few years – what is it about poetryfilm that lends women such good license, that allows them to give themselves permission to excel? Jenith & I keep spilling coffee over and spending time on this topic, and it never ceases to keep me feeling alive in my own skin.
††You have an osm arts org that wants fundraiser tickets? Talk to me!
†††Who totally saved our bacon last year with the whole venue thing. Thank you, Charlie!
ps! Omg, guise – LITERALLY, as I was writing this, my phone chirped and told me it made a movie memory out of the bazillionty pictures (ok, 372) I took at Rabbit Heart on Saturday – oh iPhone, you amazing creature, you. ♥ And it’s totally darling. Here it is –
pps – that song that everyone at festival can’t get out of their head? It’s by Erin K, and it’s amazing. Here, have a listen –
Welcome back to the 100 Delightful Things in Worcester Project, 2017 #RHPFF edition \o/ This year the lovely Rabbit Heart Poetry Film Festival interns, Sarah Meigs & Alli Jutras* are taking the reins** & bringing us the good stuff. Like goats & sheep and LITTLE TINY HORSES!
xoxox,
Apple
Green Hill Park is one in which Lesley Knope would be extremely proud of. Located at the top of Bell Hill, it is complete with two ponds, a golf course, restaurant, little league baseball field, petting zoo, gardens, and plenty of area to run around, picnic, or walk your three legged dog. It is the largest park in the city of Worcester and truly is a delightful place to spend your time. For this video, we focused mainly on the petting zoo because, well, it’s a petting zoo – and who doesn’t love giving a good pet to some farm animals? It’s open until 3pm all week long so make sure to stop by in the early afternoon so you don’t run out of time. There are goats, sheep, various types of birds, alpacas, donkeys, AND ponies (PSA: contrary to our singing, that is not Lil’ Sebastian. We’re very sorry if we got your hopes up. They’re still super cute though!) Alli and I had so much fun exploring all the different parts to the park and we hope that you all find as much joy in it as we did.
~Sarah
*#TeamSalli FTW! Thank you Clark LEEP Program!
**There’s an accidental dad joke in there, oops ~.o
Welcome back to the 100 Delightful Things in Worcester Project, 2017 #RHPFF edition \o/ This year the lovely Rabbit Heart Poetry Film Festival interns, Sarah Meigs & Alli Jutras* are taking the reins & bringing us the good stuff. Like a lovely mid-week extra taste of Caturday!
xoxox,
Apple
Worcester Animal Rescue League (WARL) is the largest animal shelter in Massachusetts, and an amazing non-profit organization that cares for animals in need. This week Rabbit Heart adventured to 139 Holden Street, right by Indian Lake, to hang out with some cuddly creatures and learn more about the program. We met with Allie Tellier, WARL’s executive director, in her office which also houses her adorable office cat, Reece. Allie filled us in on what WARL does, how to get involved, and about the importance of the organization.
WARL was founded in 1912 and was originally established to take care of farm horses who had been overworked. The organization then grew to care for other animals in need including dogs, cats, and ferrets. The program operates on so many levels to ensure that their animals get the excellent care and treatment they deserve. Whether an animal is brought to WARL in need of surgery, needs a broken bone mended, or requires urgent love and care, WARL does everything possible to give these animals the care they need. Most importantly, WARL gives these animals a voice and spreads the word about adoption, foster care, donations, and volunteering so that the programs can flourish and the animals can find forever homes.
Not only does WARL give animals without homes a place to stay and a chance at adoption, they also offer services to animals who already have homes – the organization conducts spay/neuter clinics and vaccine clinics for animals who are in need of them. They treat the animals with love and care, and don’t overcrowd their space. They only take in animals when enough space is available so that the animals aren’t packed in or overwhelmed.
The ladies of Rabbit Heart spent a beautiful Monday hanging out with the WARL staff, petting some adorable kittens, spending time with the dogs, and learning about what makes WARL special. We were all tempted to adopt an animal right on the spot – and of course we’re urging you to make spot for one in your home ~.o
If you’re in the need of a cuddly companion, have the urge to visit some adorable animals, are interested in fostering a pet, or want to learn more about how to help out cats and dogs in the area, contact WARL today! They are a non-profit that receives no additional funding, so are always in need of donations** and volunteers.
~Alli
ps –
The Bow Wow Luau is coming up on 8/13 from noon to 2 pm. FUN!
*#TeamSalli FTW! Thank you Clark LEEP Program!
**If you’re looking for the perfect (and thrifty) gift for WARL, non clumping litter like Johnny Cat is always on their wish list.
Welcome back to the 100 Delightful Things in Worcester Project, 2017 #RHPFF edition \o/ This year the lovely Rabbit Heart Poetry Film Festival interns, Sarah Meigs & Alli Jutras* are taking the reins & bringing us the good stuff. Check out this great little bit from the wilds of Shrewsbury Street, GRIME.
xoxox,
Apple
When driving down Shrewsbury street, you’re met with a variety of delicious eateries, a piercing parlor, dozens of coffee shops, and GRIME: an eclectic clothing store housed in a renovated garage building. GRIME is one of the most notorious Worcester spots, known for its funky array of clothing, vintage accessories, and dozens of newly stocked items to please any fashionista. Although GRIME is like no other clothing store I’ve visited, I’ve concluded that its Worcester home is the most fitting city it could possibly be housed in. Worcester residents are tough cookies with the right amount of spunk and free spirit. What better place to represent Worcester’s array of personalities than a store that caters to every resident in the Heart of the Commonwealth? Whether you’re looking for vintage pieces for a fun night out, a jacket to jazz up your style, some staples to add to your wardrobe, or a funky outfit to push you out of your comfort zone—GRIME has what you’re looking for.
GRIME is a store where the hard work of their employees is evident. Not only is the store beautifully organized and aesthetically pleasing, but their ever present social media pages urge customers to visit and check out the store (and for college students to present their student ID’s on certain days to get a discount). The employees are always thoughtful and kind, and had no problem snapping a few photos of Sarah and I when we tried on some floral vintage pieces and had a makeshift photoshoot in front of the dressing rooms. And even if you’re not there to shop, browsing around the store is comparable to visiting an art gallery with its artfully placed retro décor, dazzling jewelry displayed at the cash register, chalk paint lined walls embellished with cool lettering and phrases, artful posters decorating the interior, and the wide range of patterns, cuts, and washes that are displayed on clothing racks. Everything found in GRIME makes you feel like you’re in the costume design department for an 80’s movie.
GRIME is one of my favorite places to visit in Worcester, whether it’s to find myself some new attire, or to show a visiting friend one of the hidden gems of our city. I can’t even put into words how fun this little store is, so you’ll have to go check it out for yourself. A plus is that if you purchase an item, you receive a free GRIME sticker to decorate your belongings with! I already have dozens adorning my computer, water bottle, and notebooks. GRIME is located at 356 Shrewsbury Street and is open 11-7 Monday-Saturday and 11-5 on Sundays. More info at http://www.grimeworcester.com
~Alli
*#TeamSalli FTW! Thank you Clark LEEP Program!
Welcome back to the 100 Delightful Things in Worcester Project, 2017 #RHPFF edition \o/ This year the lovely Rabbit Heart Poetry Film Festival interns, Sarah Meigs & Alli Jutras* are taking the reins & bringing us the good stuff. Check out this great little bit on Clark off-campus staple, Acoustic Java (932 Main St # B).
xoxox,
Apple
Kelley Square. Wowza! If you’re from the Worcester area you know exactly what I am talking about. If not, chances are your gps will betray you and send you there soon enough. In Kelley Square there are no rules: no road markings, a few yield signs, and a lot of cars.
ANYWAY, lucky for all of us, Kelley Square is also home of the Crompton Place, an old textile mill on Green St that’s been restored and filled with gems. Firstly, Birtchtree Bread Co: you walk into this huge open space filled with the smells of everything from coffee to homemade sandwiches, soups, and pastries. Then, you order the feta toast – life changing – and sit down in one of the cozy booths or communal tables. On Sundays, they have bands play, and it is just the most lovely place to meet a friend, sit and read, or do the work that you’ve been dreading to do (which, of course, you can’t do until you finish your toast ;-)).
Next there’s Seed to Stem – OH HOW I LOVE THIS PLACE! Filled with the most beautifully green plants, sweet smelling candles, and all the cool things you could ever dream of. Literally, I want everything in there. Oh, and they rotate through the greatest set of playlists that I can’t resist singing along to. Badly and loudly I might add.
Last, but certainly not least, is the Crompton Collective. A space where local vendors, craft makers, artists, rent booths and sell their goodies. Once again, the music is always great, and you can easily get lost looking at all the amazing things the craftspeople and collectors of Worcester have to offer.
(Also located in the building is a barber shop and a salon. If I wasn’t bald, I would eagerly get my hair cut at them both.)
In all, as ridiculous as Kelley Square is, there are some fantastic things happening there that you must check out if you haven’t already. Saturday I was at the farmers market in Crystal Park (There is also one held every Saturday in the parking lot of Crompton which is DELIGHTFUL) and I bought honey from a hive located on the rooftop of a building right in the square. How cool is that?! Kelley Square honey!
~Sarah
*#TeamSalli FTW! Thank you Clark LEEP Program!
Sister! Sister! It’s poetry movie time again! Submissions for Rabbit Heart Poetry Film Festival are now open. Deadline: July 1st.
Once again, we’re planning to be at the lovely Nick’s in October – on the 21st there will be a matinee in the afternoon, and in the evening, a gala awards ceremony & viewing party \o/
Full rules right here.
I just – I don’t even know where to start, sister. This week – omg, this week. You know what? Really, this month.
Do I start with the part where everything broke? Because everything broke. Will Dearest is home now, recovering from open heart surgery on the 6th, did I forget to mention? He’s on the mend, thank gawd, and I’m watching, because I need to see him heal – I need it like water and food and sleep.*
Then there was the porch fire. And then there was the debit card that stopped working for no good reason while Will was in the hospital (and started working again the next day for no good reason). And the PayPal that was caught on the verge of being hacked and so the card had to be cancelled & reordered. And then there was the bit where the number keys on the Chromebook I use for Rabbit Heart Poetry Film Festival stopped working and I replaced it only to get it home and find out the new one didn’t work (or the other two at Best Buy).**
photo credit Sarah Guimond
Then on Friday there was a flash flood that soaked down poor Nick’s – our venue for Rabbit Heart – and took out the power. But the power came back on right before six! And then, as we were celebrating the lights being on, there was an explosion (I am not kidding – a big BOOM and smoke and smell and panic) down the block and the power went back off.***
But Rachel Kann who represents the stuffing out of R♥ in all the Best Ways, and who held my hand all day & made me know that everything would be all right, and then carried the carpet out of my office to the new venue, and then reminded me that I need to eat too
But Will Dearest and his dad and their Good Ideas and Hadwen Park Congregational Church
But Will Dearest again, who ripped my ass out of the freaking fire
But Nicole & the staff at Nick’s who not only took care of us Hard and Deep, but sent us off with popcorn while they waited in the candlelight with flyers and maps and directions (and we made plans not only for next year, but for maybe in-between too!)
But Christian who hauled the bigass amp to and from the venue like it was Just Something He Does
But Molly who moved stuff and took pictures and breathed with me
But April & Ted Desmond who picked up food and mobilized like the sharp side of an end-raid two-man bossfight and then took pictures, even
But Tony 
Brown and Melissa Mitchell who hauled and organized and set up and emcee’d and still remained glamorous like omg
But Our Man Cub and his Sweetie who moved tons of stuff, cut things down, drilled holes, punched tickets, set up, and brought me coffee (because my kid and his friends? Are abso-fucking-lutely AMAZING human beings and anyone who has shit to say about “those millennials” can screw right off RAWR)
But Aisha who sent good energy all the way from South Dakota, and opened the show in the best way I could never ever do justice to myself Read the rest of this entry »
We need to talk about Worcester FilmWars. 72 hours to make a short film, what? Wait – YES!
When I heard about Worcester Film Wars I got really excited – there’s always been a little part of me that wanted to do a fast and furious film festival entry. I’m the kind of person who likes to binge-do stuff – get the ducks sorted and then just, you know, plow though the project.* Stuff like the Choreofest that Carolyn Jepsen let us all peek into last month as she catalogued it in pictures, gets me weak in the knees. I love watching that kind of super fast collaborative thing, and I have loved the idea of being part of one even more. So when Grime announced that they were putting this together, I wanted in like whoa.**
Best thing about this filmy business? Working with people I love. Jenith Charpentier & I had worked on proof-of-concept film for Rabbit Heart all the way back in the beginning and it was a total treat, so I was absolutely stoked to work with her again on filmstuff. April Desmond & I have worked on a variety of projects from layout to raiding and enjoyed the process deeply – and, sister, her eye for the camera o! o! o! We rounded out our team with Will Dearest, who, you know, I like just a little bit,*** and April’s hubby, Ted, also wonderful, whom we didn’t even know would be available until a few days before – bonus! See what happened there? Four Rabbit Heart Poetry Film Festival judges and the producer – oh, hello, no doubt we’re making a poetryfilm.
What you’re looking at here are five Very Busy People – we started a Facebook message thread and then kinda forgot about things until the prop swap a week later, because, well, life. Teenagers, dogs, work, impending business trips, one impending wedding, groceries – alla that nosed in. Will had a doctor’s appointment on Friday morning to have some cardiac pictures taken and would be guaranteed loopy until at least noon, so we decided to start shooting on Friday at 2.
Jenith lent her poem, Alice’s Lament, already recorded and ready to go. She also brought some teenagers to the table, which was wonderful, as all the adults involved are all a little camera shy. At the last minute Our Man Cub walked in the door to round out our cast – whom we would have for roughly 2 hours.
Apple Tells All 