Trees! I am so excited to be a part of this project because I have always been somewhat obsessed with this idea of tree rings. I find it so interesting that within these rings all this information can be revealed about a tree’s life. Like living with your very own road map to your life right inside of you...I love the idea of that, of each year marking you in some way. I think it’s such a beautiful visual representation of a life lived. I wish people had rings we could see!
e bond is an artist, bookmaker and designer for Anthropologie in Philadelphia. A graduate of Moore College of Art and Design, e is now teaches a class at Moore called Words & Pictures: The Book. Last spring, e took a trip to the Scottish Highlands where she planted Scots Pine seedlings in an effort to restore the Caledonian Forest. Read more about it here.
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
We are proud to launch our very own line of eco-swag: organic cotton T-shirts and tote bags sewn from "pre-loved" T-shirts, all illustrated by the talented e bond. Please visit our store to learn more!
Monday, March 23, 2009
....but not anymore!
The Sundance hit GOOD DICK is now available on DVD! Those of us here at Future Weather Productions hope you'll check out this wonderful feature produced and self-distributed by our friends and mentors over at Present Pictures. Marianna Palka is mesmerizing in this atypical love story that she wrote and directed, while Jason Ritter delivers another fantastic performance. They'll make you laugh, they'll make you cry, they'll talk about porn - you'll love it. You can buy the DVD by visiting the GOOD DICK online store at www.gooddickthefilm.com. It's only twenty bucks and you'll be supporting the filmmakers directly. The moody original soundtrack composed by Jared Nelson Smith is also available at iTunes.
Sunday, March 8, 2009
I hate people. I really, really hate people. But I LIKE YOU...
--overheard in bar on 1st Ave.
It was an exhausting weekend. I've been in the thick of preparing for our t-shirt launch, chasing down funding leads, applying for grants, trying to squeeze in paid work, and planning a two-week hiatus to begin visualizing the film. But there was networking to be done, and networking is the name of the game. So bye-by weekend.
Friday morning, I took the Chinatown up to NYC. I visited my accountant, caught up on emails, overheard a conversation between a playwright and her collaborator (Natalie kills Marty? hunch it was Off-Broadway but couldn't figure out who?), ate ramen with Annie, learned there's a cloud of fenugreek perfume wafting over the isle of Manhattan, watched Wendy and Lucy, discussed Wendy and Lucy, drank beer and then a whiskey and soda that was very coconutty, ate wurstl & fries, slept with a snowwhite cat, and (to quote my friend Nathaniel) watched the twenties fly out of my hands, all while shlepping my computer, notebook and change of clothes everywhere. This was my mini-vacation before two rigorous days of panels hosted by IFP.
"Script to Screen" attracted over 200 screenwriters, producers, directors, and multi-hyphenates to squish knee-to-knee in a sea of director's chairs at NYFA to listen to the likes of James Schamus (The Ice Storm), Ted Hope (American Splendor), Jerry Kupfer (30 Rock) and Scott Franklin (The Wrestler) reveal the often elusive inner-workings of the businesses of television and film, particularly paths for writers.
Of course there were the crackpots, the egomaniacs, the kooky hats, the flashing cameras, the self-loathing, the resentment, the stalking, the smug comments and a fair share of snarky ones. It was a roomful of filmmakers. But the event was also a hotbed of creative, intelligent, hard-working and humble members of the independent film community. People who are still taking risks and hoping to make a significant contribution to world cinema.
The frank, articulate discussions had by each panel were a great way to take the temperature of American independent film. Yes, technology has changed viewing habits and splintered audiences; yes, a new profitable distribution model is still unclear; yes, there are too many films being made for them all to survive. Yes, yes, yes, it's expensive and intimidating. Yes, we have a love/hate relationship with Sundance.
The spirit of independent film may be a little clammy right now, but it's not dead. In fact, we may be on the brink of a new generation of film. But perhaps more importantly, stories that do not adhere to Hollywood formula are still being told--by veterans and newcomers alike, and more women then ever. I was particularly impressed by Ted Hope's refreshing reverence for the art film. Art and film. My favorite things.
But here is my main takeaway, and this one's for you, aspiring filmmakers: the (majority of) producers, agents, festival judges, etc. who hold court at these industry events are not the gatekeepers to your success; they're in the business not because they enjoy rejecting you, but because they're as passionate about film as you are, if not more. They are your friends. If you're open to sharing and honing your passion, commitment, talent, discipline, insanity, social skills, and practical understanding of the business side of film, you will find others like you, not to mention friends, advocates, collaborators and funders. Stick with it. We're trying to. And hats off to IFP for bringing together such an informative group of people.