Wandering around the Vegas old town one day playing and shooting and swiming in a river the next. Shooting campfire jam session was the most creative fun...I got a little break when the director took on a bet for a $1000 for the first person to climb the mountain across the way and wave back at us... and in a flash he ran over the stream...so I finally got a little break for an hour...too bad I had no cell phone service or internet...cause we where in the middle of the sequoria national forest (oh the director came back after seeing 2 rattlesnakes...)
Monday, July 28, 2008
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the first half of the day I felt like I had sea legs... when ever I was off the bus..
I highly recommend to anyone to spend a few days on a tour bus... Nothing like wakeing up in another city.. talking to people about music and writeing, just having fun hanging. Stoping and raiding the local wall mart like pirates. But Vegas... very happy to spend sometimes in sin city. Buffet! Just try hitting the buffet more then twice in 12 hours... I dare you.. We went location scouting in old town Vegas... lots of fun but found nothing right..
Saturday, July 26, 2008
where am I?
I wake up its dark and have to use the restroom...
this is not a new sensation to me I have had
this happen before. being in a bunk bed 5 feet off the ground in a tour bus driving to Vegas that was a New one. and then I herd one of the scariest noises... the Road bumps the ones on the sides of the road to keep you awake... I start hearing that rubbing noise... except I'm no where close to being able to keep the driver awake... the bus lilts to the left. I push up on the ceiling of my little pre-made coffin so I don't fall out... I hear the faint sound of someone singing. which means I know the drivers awake. I also thought I heard something hitting the ground. "where's my cell phone" I wonder.... I look every where can't find it in the bunk... after lots of looking in a black bus with 10 people sleeping and several people snoring. I use my camera as a flash light I find it under a bed in an air vent...I don't know if thats cheese or not next to it I'm just happy I found my phone... I go to the living quarters and I swear living on a tour bus is like living like a pirate on a cruise ship (wow that seemed so much more cleaver where I was sleepy)...I open the window and see sunrise.
useing Hardwhere on the Red
Is that the Red? asks a random customer at a
true value store on Ventura... "yes it is"
I reply back as the worker there is trying
to remove the last torx screw from the PL
mount...then in front of my eyes I see the
impossible... Metal of the screwdriver bent
and twisted like taffy and nothing from the
screw..."when you need this done?" asks the
worker... "about an hour ago" I say. we where
running late to the shoot and had to have the Nikon mount on to do the shoot. We where down to the last Screw holding the PL mount on ..SNAP
the second and last bit she had breaks off
into the screw. Funny I didn't swear more
when that happened... but the week of
shooting with kids kept my F-bomb count
low..."So I guess I need a Tap and Die Set" I reply as calmly as possible.
I call the owner of the camera and ask If I
can use a large power drill by one of the
most sensitive parts of his Baby... "It's
your insurance...go ahead" he says kind of
like " Go Ahead, your funeral!"...
the director had moved the car since it was
illegally parked. and was waiting... "great
lets go where late" says the director that
I've never worked with ... and wanted to
work with for a wile... I sadly told him we
where going to be even later...and that we needed
a drill.
"is that sweat?" my roommate asks pointing to
my drenched shirt. My hands clutched on to
the cordless drill dripping in sweat. the
director holding on to the camera right
below it."why Just give me a 435 and a mag
and will shoot this!" jokes the director." I try to explane that
you don't always have to perform a major
Gear surgery every time you shoot with the
red. I use my bisness card to cover up the
sensor to protect it from metal pieces. "lets
scrap this red thing and just shoot on HVX!" he screamed.
Determined to make this work I start up the
Drill. I figure we have wasted all this time if I chicken out just because a peice of gear is getting in the way of what I want to create. I lower the drill very slowly and just as I
make contact the bit flies out of the
screw... theres something that happens upon
relief, like that summer rain that finally breaks
the heat. my eyes relax and open. I am so
happy I don't have to drill a hole in the
camera!
Of course its not over with yet changing
over to Nikon had its own issues. but in the
end we got it working... so we could shoot
Red on a tour bus for 4 nights and 3
concerts...
crazy I am...
VP
looking-back
This is not a race
not a marathon
theres no finish line
no destination
its a fit test
to push you to your breaking point
you just run till the last day
or to the point you can't run any more
and then you see how far you have come
VP
... right after this swim my pull-up bar fell down....
with me on it...I was pulling up and it fell and I thought "what should I (*SMack*)?" It was such a sort flight that my knee hit the ground before I could think about it. It turned quickly before my eyes into a bright strawberry red...I'm sure that bruise will be ripe in a few days...
Friday, July 25, 2008
old town
Ok very tierd.. after really looking at it... my last day where I wasn;t working going to production meatings or driveing to another state was 2 weeks ago wenday.. and the next 5 days Im liveing out of a tour bus...this would be that point where your running and realize your running a maraton not a sprint. ( someday misspelling will be a novelty and something that will be hard to do cause of all the great spell cheaking... I rue for that dya....zzzzzzzzzz)
Thursday, July 24, 2008
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LA: yesturday shot 68 pages in one day...as camera op.in 15 hours... .crazy starting to wish I got a day off...
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