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Wednesday, June 27, 2012

Athens or London?

 Following your bliss isn't easy sometimes.  Sometimes it is downright difficult!

That's what I'm doing in London and Athens and further down into the villages of the Peloponnese...following a dream deferred that I didn't know I had until the dust of motherhood settled a little bit.


Forty plus years later, I've taken on the art of filmmaking in the digital age.
At my age, that ain't easy.  But it is said that the way to beat the onrush of old age dementia is to learn something new.

We're not talking crossword puzzles, (although they are an endless source of fun for my husband and me), but something new and difficult, to work your brain cell connections  in a way that forces growth of new neuro-pathways as in a foreign language or keeping up with the Kardashians...er...or in the wonders of micro technology...as in digital filmmaking.

So off to London I go to follow my favorite teacher Michael Rosenblum,  who teaches bootcamp courses in New York and London, on becoming a video journalist.  He believes that we all can report the news and journal about the world from wherever we may be, given we learn how to do it.

Much of what I spend time fumbling about with, is the techno stuff.  Drives me crazy. But I adore all the possibilities of telling a good story visually and audibly.  Makes my heart sing to bring to you some of the beauty I hear and see when I travel this lovely Mother Earth.  (Smell-a-vision must be just around the corner.)

Winston was right when he said it would be "blood, sweat and tears" shed for England.  I did all three while making this one-minute mini-doc, about a man I found 15 minutes before he went on stage to play his recorders, during a lunchtime concert at St. Pancras Church in central London.

The crush of the deadline met, the rush of the screening given two thumbs up by my favorite teacher and classmates, and the pleasure of meeting someone who was a stranger just minutes before and is now a very fond memory, is the cure for shyness that my inner doctor ordered.

Nothing ventured, nothing gained.  To push your limits just one step further than ever before, is living on the edge just a bit.  Enough for this goddess crone.

8 comments:

  1. Wonderful video Deb - I really enjoyed it!! You did a great job editing in the music and interviewing the musician - just lovely! And I bet the olivewood recorder does smell nice!

    Kalo taxidi as you journey through beautiful Hellas!!

    xoxo
    Adelfi sou Amanda

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  2. well done!...can't wait to see Greece!

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  3. Adelphi mou ~ good advice about a time for gathering and mining video resources and living life while here in Greece. The tricks of the trade of creating stories whilst in the midst of the story, are the lessons to be practiced.

    Mermaid ~ The silky salty water is so healing, as you well know. I hope to post a blog or two of the beach scene here in the little village on the Peloponnese. Stay tuned and thanks for stopping by!

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  4. What a delightful short about an interesting man. Well shot, well edited, well produced. Thank you for sharing it. I will look for more!

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  5. Rob-bear,

    I'm honored you liked the mini-doc and appreciate the editing.

    There are surprising stories of fascinating people around every corner.

    I love that.

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  6. Here's to the plasticity of your lovely brain, Deborah. Speaking of being drawn in, I'm soothed and enchanted by the background of your blog.

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  7. Yes, the goddesses of the Minoan culture over 5000 years ago, where war wasn't in the vocabulary and women were equal to men, but different, living in their feminine, watery island home - today called Crete and Ackrotiri on Santorini.

    Imagine dolphins and human salty silky water bathing beauties...who like those women today who might be wearing red running shoes! It's a pleasure to have you following Miracle Sisters.

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  8. So much said in such a short video. Captivating.

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