Saturday, July 7, 2012

The Antenna Diaries

Error: out of memory.

Whatever. Some kind of corrupt render file I imagine. So many render files. So many externals whirring awake.

Desaturate. Fix fix fix. Color correction is the theme of the summer. I barely know what I'm doing. I should get on those lessons.

I'm planning for it to be November 2nd. And I will stomp my feet and get my way, dammit. I want my princess premiere. I want the Q & A on that stage. I don't know what the fucking problem is.

And so we're writing the next one. It's fairly raunchy so far; I just think the dialogue needs to be sharper. We can't just rely on the sex stories.
Speaking of which, I woke up this morning to a text from Annie, a video of her dancing on stage with the Flaming Lips. She was drunk and still awake in L.A. which meant it was 6am? I was going to tell her that we were writing a fun part for her, but I didn't want to get into some sort of marathon text session.

We went for a walk the other day and found a film can on the street with some film scraps in it. I'm saving them for my next short, because I think this upcoming music video thing needs something else. They sound kind of Man or Astroman? ish, but punkier.

The film scraps are so Lynchian. Or Egglestonian. I think he might be dancing.

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