Fifteen years, laughter,
Tears, two children born, hands held,
Two souls now as one
Sunday, April 22, 2012
Friday, April 20, 2012
The other side of writing, part 2
Here is a project I wrote based on my experiences working as a tutor and driving instructor in the beautiful city of Santa Clarita, CA. In my work, I visited the homes of the good people of Santa Clarita, and for some reason, the parents of my students felt they could open up to me and say hateful things about their fellow humans. Rather than accept their words into my brain, I wrote them down, and then spewed them back out into this lovely short film. I submitted this film to an anthropological film festival, and received an honorable mention. Apparently, they thought it was a parody of a real estate sales video.
Please don't blame my wonderful friends who portrayed these reprehensible people for the words they are uttering.
Please don't blame my wonderful friends who portrayed these reprehensible people for the words they are uttering.
Nine hundred ninety nine cranes
Nine hundred ninety
nine cranes wait anxiously for
the final flutter
nine cranes wait anxiously for
the final flutter
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