We did it!


We filmed Satin Stitch.  It’s there.  Now I have to find it amongst all of the footage, but the important thing is that is it there.  And it’s beautiful.  Can’t wait for you to see it.  And I can’t wait to see it either, at this point.  These dancers are fierce, flexible, and dedicated to art.  It was cold.  It was VERY cold.  Some of us got to the film location the night before filming, and one dancer as well as the photographer made the trip early in the morning.  I’m talking 4 am.  I had to capture the sunrise.  We then took a quick trip to the grocery store to get some snacks/breakfast.  We drove on to the ferry to our second film location and began shooting there.  We didn’t get lost, per se.  More like confused by the two Honeysuckle streets.  A Lane and a Drive, I believe.  I guess my pre-shoot notes weren’t quite specific enough, but being the resourceful and visual people that we are, we got there.  We shot in the second location for about an hour.  And then I fell.  Twisted my ankle and came crashing down on my left knee and right palm.  It was caught on tape.  Thoughts came flooding through my mind:  did I break my ankle, can I even move, pain, and should I remove myself from this film?  After a minute and some help up, things were okay, other than my knee hurting every time I stepped onto it.  Better than a broken or sprained ankle.  Dancing in boots: unstable.  I can’t remember the last time that I have fallen…I mean, really fallen. We shot about five more minutes there and moved to the third location.  This one was rich…tons of perspective, color, depth, texture.  We spent the majority of our time here.  Boot dance, hand dance, scarf dance, and some other tasty treats you’ll have to wait to see on March 12.  We had lunch at a place called the Tiki Lounge.  Let’s just say that there weren’t a lot of options available to us.  It was neither tiki nor lounge.  After what seemed like a three hour lunch–the service was extremely, um, lengthy, we (and our food comas) braved the cold again.  This time with fewer layers.  I thought the warmest time of the day would be right after lunch, but I think I was wrong.  It was definitely windier.  But the brave Frame Dance Productions dancers flung themselves tirelessly into the dance.  Several more hours, a ferry ride and a cemetery (???), and we were done.  We went back to the hotel to take a quick look at the footage to make sure everything was “there.”  It was, and I dismissed the dancers early.  I couldn’t have them dancing in the cold for another moment.  Now to edit…

You’re not a union member, right?


So the shoot is outside this weekend.  For those of you on the East coast or middle of the country, this may sound wimpy. It’s supposed to warm up a bit over the weekend. But here we have today’s:

NNW 23mph
10 mi.

Mark your calendars people


February 10, 2011 you have a very important date with us.

Every Thursday, Spacetaker and Boheme host a different local arts group. At this special happy hour, get up close and personal with Frame Dance Productions. Even better, a portion of the proceeds from the event benefits the company. Join us at Boheme located at 301 Fairview in Houston from 5-10 p.m. on Feb. 10.  And that’s not all….

Several lucky attendees/drinkers will win free tickets to the premiere of Satin Stitch, our next dance-for-camera work screened at Spacetaker on March 12, 2011.

Boot dance, hand dance, pull, lean, lift


A gesture phrase in 7, a boot dance, a hand dance, pull, lean, lift.  Cheek to cheek, confined becomes ecstatic and some solo time. I took mental note today during rehearsal about how I communicate or rather, don’t communicate, what I’m thinking.  I spend so much time in preparation for film rehearsal and I have to see big  picture before working out details that I spend a lot of time thinking and imagining without communicating.  So the first time I ever put my directions into words–other than some conceptual journaling– is when I’m communicating directives to the dancers.  Hmmmm.  Maybe I need to rehearse the rehearsal.

They did great.  Really great.  Can’t wait to shoot and edit.  I think I was just noticing something about myself: I don’t imagine in words.  I imagine in pictures and moods and colors.  So it makes sense that I am a filmmaker and not a writer, I suppose.   Back to today.  Today we rehearsed for the upcoming film….drum roll please…Satin Stitch.  I did it, I named it.  And I’m happy with it.  Since artists are inevitably asked to describe their work as well as explain their titles, I’ll just wait until forced–eh–asked to explain it.  Maybe I will…and maybe I won’t… Nah, I’d like to have something substantial to serve as the descriptive undercurrent of the piece and the title. You’ll get the thoughts along the way, I promise.  But for the nutshell, two sentence synopsis, it’ll be March 12.  Have I mentioned Satin Stitch is premiering March 12? 😉