Back at school

I was in a great mood when I woke up this morning and I slowly realized it was probably because I was heading back to class with my documentary students. I love them.

I continue to send "Dear Mr. Gore" out to various festivals, hoping SOMEBODY will like this film and program it. I had a nightmare last night that it did not get into the Florida Film Festival and I was told the reason was because there were too many audio problems.

I was able to successfully videotape the death of two brussel sprout plants in my guest bedroom last week. I'm hopeful about the Ellis Island ballet film, but nervous about the trip to Gainesville next week when my team and I show the choreographer what we've done so far.

The Rockwell Project is heating up again. I was actually able to do a revised cut all by myself and I like it, but it needs polishing. What am I going to do when Ben graduates and moves away? I need to learn more from him in a hurry.

I need to get cracking on Young Composers Challenge. I've now lost confidence in what I've shot so far, but if I can get back in there and look at the footage again, I might be happy. Who knows. These little projects with Stella have been a bit distracting.