Photo Dump 128.
since I have a shoot later on today for my experimental film, my experimental interpretation of Sylvia Plath’s poem, “daddy”. I’m making a few props to use. Like a swastika for one.
I’ll be waking up again later to make fake blood for the shoot. I don’t know what to do with those next. I just know I have to have a shot with bits of glass sticking out of my fist or hand or whatever.
But then I can’t live without a script. I should do a shot list before coming to school. I’m skipping my only class for this because a rough cut’s due next week. OTL