“CUT!!!” Director Cavanaugh acerbic voice sliced through the air.
Buzzing with energy from the two cups of coffee he drank, he chewed on his pen cap as he witnessed an interesting snapshot on his screen. It was linked to an underwater videographer’s feed. A fish inside a jellyfish! Could he turn this bizarre moment into a symbolic story left to the audience’s interpretation and imagination? The fish’s expression says it all. The gears were turning in Cavanaugh’s head
Try as the little fish might to direct its own path, the jellyfish will inevitability drag the fish wherever it pleases.Realizing its loss of autonomy, the fish’s eyes bug out in horror!
Cavanaugh wondered if he was insane for trying out an ambitious experiment after a period of hitting the doldrums. He was inspired by some prize-winning photos in a BBC article that he was browsing.
He wondered if he can authentically capture a live stream story letting the animals share their own stories. He was fascinated by their behavior. He couldn’t direct the animals, but then it wouldn’t really matter since his name wouldn’t be credited. During his time in film school, he was intrigued by a film movement founded in 1995 by Danish director Lars Von Trier and Thomas Vinterberg. They wrote a manifesto called Dogme 95. The “rules” were as follows:
The chimes on the door clanged. A portly gentleman dressed in an olive-green tweed suit just entered Vpyshit’sya, a small shop nestled within a mountain village of Dzembronya, Ukraine. Novak took a burgundy handkerchief from out of his breast pocket, and wiped the dust off his gold rimmed glasses. He breathed a sigh of relief that he arrived in one piece as the foggy weather made safety of the travelling conditions questionable.
After taking a quick glance inside, he decided to walk around the shop quietly studying the craftsmanship of the metal pieces that were on display. He displayed a keen perspicacity in recognizing quality pieces. He heard about this shop as he chatted to the barman last night. Ukraine was well known for a variety of metal and wood carvings.
He was immediately enthused by the diversity of products he found: unique jewelry that was encased by glass display boxes, brass Viking shields that hung on the walls, intricately engraved kitchen knife sets, engraved metal wall decor.
He slowly found his way to the check out desk in the back of the shop. He noticed a young lady diligently working in the back room. Sophia’s family has been in the ciselure business for five generations. Her family taught her everything they knew, and precocious Sophia became a young master in the craft. She was inspired by a few techniques from a video she watched.
She was finishing up an jewelry box for an exhibit held at the Metal Working International Trade Fair in Kiev, the capital. She was looking forward to learning new things in metallurgy and the innovative tools in metal industry.
Novak cleared his throat, “Excuse me, mam. I was told that you can create metal designs for a wide variety of things.” Sophia broke from her trance, got up from her workstation, and walked towards the man. He took out a wooden box from his bag, and set it on the table.
“Careful now, there’s a golden pocket knife I would like to engrave for my son. It’s his birthday and there is something I would like to inscribe.” He took out a note for Sophia to read:
My son, take time to sharpen your skills, your tools, your resources, and you’ll be more productive. Much love, Novak
“Alrighty Watson, you can do this! Just one step in front of another!”
Charlotte chatted to her Hierex prosthetic leg as she would a close friend and gave good ole’ Watson a pep talk as she began her morning walk in nature. She gazed at the gorgeous sunrise glimmering across Lake Xochimilco, Mexico. The skin on her arm felt the warmth of the sun. She enjoyed the precious rays of light peeking through between the trees.
Whoosh! Competitive bicyclists rang a bell as they passed by her in a flash on the sidewalk. Athletes determine to make their regular rounds around the lake. As she felt the fresh breeze, Charlotte’s mind unconsciously revisited an old memory seven years ago.
She was excited to jog with the bustling crowds. Crowds on the sidewalk gathered near the sidewalks of Boylston Street. She trained hard and conditioned herself to participate in the famous 24.5-mile run for an entire two years. Charlotte was proud that her breathing was steady this entire timeas her feet hit the pavement in the city.
She smiled as she noticed she was nearing the finish line when all of the sudden she heard a loud explosion. Screaming in pain and blinded by the smoke, she wondered what in the world could be piercing her leg. The last thing she saw were medical personnel tending to her before she blacked out.
Charlotte shook the flashback away as she tried to calm her racing heart beat. After her leg was amputated, she had a case of phantom leg which made her leg feel like it was always there. When the doctors showed her the Hierex prosthetic that they would attach, she cried. It was difficult to accept.
To get over this new alien limb, she decided to call her new leg, Watson, a beloved fiction character. Emulating Sherlock Holmes, she was delighted to have a reliable friend that will support her.
Charlotte has been living in Mexico for the past few years wanting to start fresh. As she walked along the path, she noticed a movement in the grass by the lake. Wanting a closer look at what was ruffling the grass, she hobbled over hoping to see a baby duck.
Shift the grass aside, she gasped! “What an adorable looking alien!”
Charlotte was in shock. She read about this creature in one of the tourist brochures. This cute amphibian is an endangered species called the Axolotl! One of the remarkable qualities that intrigued her the most was that it could regrow limbs.
“You know, lil’ guy, I’m slightly envious of your ability to regrow limbs.”
It’s the imperfections that make something beautiful. That’s what makes it different and unique from everything else.
– Bob Ross
Last night, I enjoyed digitally painting alongside Bob Ross for the first time. His soothing voice helped quell any anxiety as he takes you away to a fantasy world of luscious landscapes. Bob also said that as you’re painting, you can create a story along the way. So, I will link up to Denise, author of Girlie on the Edge’s Blog for her Six Sentence Story word prompt.
Invigorated by the fleeting, fresh smell of pine, Mirela admired the radiance rippling across the lake during her morning stroll in the fields while munching on her croissant breakfast egg and ham sandwich.
Mirela vanquished her fear of unknown and retreated to the mountains, a dream destination, away from the noise and bustle of the city life she’s been in the thick of for decades.
The care of her sanity was treated with high priority during a tumultuous time in history, so the guidance of her heart has led her and her husband to this peaceful place.
She enjoys the quiet moments of checking out the woodland creatures scurrying away to their homes holding food tightly to their chest while hiking her way through the woods.
As she came back from her brisk walk, her husband had just finished chopping wood to add to the crackling fire on the hearth of the fireplace.
They walk into the cabin together preparing to drink a glass of delicious wine and feast on some delicious pot pie.
“LEGO has essentially taken the concrete block, the building block of the world, and made it into the building block of our imagination.”
Good evening everyone! I have missed being here. Taking a short break from all of my duties in the world, indulge myself in a bit of storytelling, and play with some legos.
For the life of me, I’m having trouble solving these Lego riddles. 7 years ago during Lego’s 55th anniversary, the company issued 55 graphic riddles where LEGO bricks represent various characters from movies, songs, cultural or political highlights that occurred over the last 55 years. Here’s an example of one picture:
Below is a story that I’ve been meaning to share in my other social media sites. However, it seems that something keeps holding me back. I’m not sure the cause for my hesitation as I’m trying to market for a recycling outreach in an imaginative way.
“The only thing 12-year-olds crave is more Lego. Lego is fun; it’s therapeutic. It’s a beautiful sensation when you click the pieces together.”
Once upon a time in a galaxy far, far away where ingenuity reigned… 😉
…there lived a domestic cat-lady named Felexia who was fairly content. Yet, she left her beautiful, humble home in the planet of Gnivri to explore the mysteries of the unknown.
An adventurous spirit, she decided to embark on a journey by joining a fleet of star cat cadets to her parents disapproval. With the lead lieutenant’s help, Felexia became a star pilot of the Millenium Falcon and a strong-will warrior familiar with martial arts originally acquired from various foreign lands.
One day after narrowly evading a dangerous asteroid belt in the alpha quadrant, they passed by the planet Earth. The Alien Relations departments of various countries reached out to them to establish lines of communication. Defensive teams were ready to strike with missiles, but were standing by waiting for the commander. India was open-minded and allowed Felexia to transport herself onsite to further discuss intentions. Felexia was about to tour the beautiful Taj Majal.
Scanning the crowd, Felexia noticed a young lady in a bit of trouble, and rescued her from a doomed fate. Indebted to Felexia, she tags along to glean from Felexia’s prowess while Felexia was equally intrigued by Sa’s human idiosyncracies.
Felexia learned that Sa was participating in a Recycle Rally alongside with the Alamo Ranch Rotary Club to help out an high school communications art teacher.
And so… Felexia whips Sa’s recycling goals and then some into shape!
“The most difficult thing is the decision to act, the rest is merely tenacity.” – Amelia Earhart