And just like the movies...We play out our last scene

So I had the privilege to shoot on this lil indie set for the movie Charlotte. It's a movie about Bigfoot falling in love with a beauty, kidnaps her, then realizes his mistake once he gets her back to his lair. But it's not the conscience that bugs him, it's her personality! lol

Anyway, I was able to meet with cool people that day; a MUA (with whom I plan to work very soon) and a DP who does small music videos here and there. Word up.













































Cast n Crew


And last but not least, your's truly ;)


iPhone Snaps



And who do you call when your main video camera rig goes down? Yep, that's me w/ a Fig Rig capturing some motion picture hotness haha.

This is the photo boof section of the party. It was a lot of fun just chillin w/ the homies and feeling old; thinking about the kids that were forced to hang out at the party w/ their parents then reminiscing about how it was when my parents did the same to me. ;)



Still, damn good times and hope to see you all again soon! (Better quality vid on my Facebook.)

Oh, and I'm thinking of putting the final pic up for online print sales or something. I.e. Smugmug or some shit. Nothing outrageously priced, but I think it'll be a start, you know? Thoughts?

P.S.
No-homo for the GaGa-ness of it. :p

Good morning smoldering porch.

If it wasn't for the mailman coming by, my neighbor Marcus and I probably wouldn't have even known about it in the first place. Awesome.

This was caused by non other than our Sasquatch-hunting neighbor Ms. Daly.
Here's a link:
"I am immortal/I hunt the bigfoot furry things" (to the Highlander theme lol)
Yep, I works magic. :p

We came out to what looked like a smoldering pile of ash. I noticed a lil pee-wee fire so I ran inside, grabbed a cup, and doused the flame with water. It was still crackling as the Turners Falls FD arrived. They then proceeded to cut away the burnt, and still burning, boards and douse everything with even more water. By then all but a few cigarette butts were complete ash but there was enough left to conclude that she probably meant to put the butt out in the empty beer bottle and missed. Maybe she was drunk or sleepy or both. I remembered an old plastic planter bucket filled about halfway with old butts but that container was no where to be found. Maybe it melted away? Maybe she wanted to plant a pretty Jamaican flower or something? Whatever it was, the bucket's still-burning contents were left all over that corner of the porch. Good job.

Now for some pichers of today's events. Enjoy.





Dude inspecting her burnt cigarette butts.











Here's some motion for ya!


So it'll be nice to know that she owes our landlord money for almost burning down the house. I like to think it's just karma coming back at her for making all of us put up with this crap:


'til next time...