I’ve just began piecing together my footage for the next assignment. It’s raw and random but occasional reveals moments of beauty, rhythm, sadness and courage.
I’m so excited to see what comes of this participatory documentary as I start laying down the dominos of a narrative that will seemingly not conform to a linear pathway.
The journey so far has been this up/down mercurial rollercoaster with a thatched roof. I try to hold the thing together but it just keeps blowing apart… structurally, emotionally, ethically. I feel safe, but at the same time saddened, that the premise of this story as a deep and untenable foundation that may never be understood while intolerance and greed rule these streets.
Stealth Bomber
Dave
Georgia
Duncan