Last Interview for this Project

Actually, I HOPE it was my last interview.  I shot an interview of someone who had been in the audience the day we performed "Voices of the Homeless."  Her name is Dani Randazzo and she happens to be a social worker.  Her interview was a re-shoot because when I shot her interview the first time, I caught a really bad Interview Shooting 101 camera glare that ruined the beautiful and heartfelt interview she gave.  Tonight after my day job I went to her house and re-shot it.  I am embarrassed to admit I also asked her for a couple of style changes, as long as I was re-shooting.  She graciously responded and made the changes but she did NOT like it.  "They should care about what I say not how I look."  But she's a beautiful woman and I don't know about other photographers but I would feel awful if I made her look awful, or if I didn't ask for something that would make her look better.

But did I feel like a shallow loser?  Yes.  Oh well, it was another great interview and I'm hoping it is my LAST. 

This weekend I'll be editing the percussionist's interview, where a toothbrush stands sentry behind his head on a ledge.  I'm hoping the interview will stand on it's own so that I don't have to plead with him to re-shoot THAT interview as well.  I mean, this guy travels all over the globe.  How could I schedule another interview if it took 9 months to get the first one.

But never mind.  I'm hoping I've got everything I need now.  For the moment, as far as I'm concerned, I am DONE shooting.

And that's how I spent my Monday night, April 23, 2012.  I wonder what kind of life I'll have when this is over.  With no documentary to shoot, edit, and worry about -- will I even have a life?

BTW:  I need to go back to the hospital and find out how 3-Dog is.  I saw him over a week ago with the staples in  his head and the bandages on his sides from where the punks jumped him and beat him.  I'm hoping he is mending.  What an amazing man he is.  Such a good man. 

I just hope my documentary helps the homeless and jazz musicians in some way.

G'night all.