Although it’s a real pleasure to edit footage, I promised myself that I’d just get this sequence shipshape then let it go. I’ll be wrangling many more hours of it if all goes well this year. So fly away, my dove, I’m back on the hunt again.
If you want to download and save it for yourself, click the movie and go to Vimeo. It will be available to dl for a little while. And it seems that you can only view it in HD from that site, so what the hey!, just go to Vimeo and savor all the gusto!
Video to come asap.
http://www.matmovie.com/images/100822matmeetsnaps/
Sunday morning, August 22, 2010, Cottons
She just took a look at my first post and let out a snort of derision! “Oh, Lord,” she said, “My advice, don’t get too heady.”
OK, maybe, but let’s check in with her again after this weekend’s mat meet at Cottons, once she has supped and dined with the Heroes and Demi-Gods on Olympus and tasted the sweet infusion of our enthusiasm.
UPDATE: Stoked! She’s totally on board, wants to get a high-end camera for herself and domesticate the wild images in her head.
Because that might be the central mystery — why do these people ride waves on inflatable surfmats when there are so many other ways to go? Or why do some people try it and remain uninvolved, whereas others develop a passionate fascination for the game? Let those questions dangle for a while, and let them trigger some thought. So if we pursue a cinematic answer, we just might get a glimpse of what Werner Herzog calls the “ecstatic truth” inside our experience. Not the prosaic Who, How, What, and Where of accountants’ truth, but something more elusive, the quicksilver phenomenon that elevates ordinary life into poetry and art — precious and valuable because it’s rare.