Wednesday, March 14, 2007

"Before Going to Martins Ferry to Visit James Wright's Ghost I stop at Wheeling, West Virginia"

When I went on my Ohio River Journey in 2005, one of the most important stops along the way was Martins Ferry, Ohio. That is the hometown of James Wright, one of my favorite poets. This past Christmas break, Allen, Buddha, and I went back to Martins Ferry to take video footage for a film I wanted to make about James Wright and his influence on me. I worked on the film last weekend, for many hours. It turned out to be 50 minutes long. Tonight, I gathered a few clips together and made a short film. I enjoy making the short films.I consider anything under 10 minutes to be short, but I want to try to stay in the 2-3 minute range. I want to continue working on imagery and pacing. I am finding it a challenge to work with images instead of words. But all in all, it will be good for me to continue practicing. If nothing else, it will, I hope, make me more observant. Plus they are fun to do!

5 comments:

Anonymous said...

Wow! Love this. Love the poem, too. Teagrapple

alphawoman said...

Very cool.

Theresa Williams said...
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Don Iannone said...

Hi Theresa,

A friend from Santa Fe (Dan Shimp) passed along the link to this post. He and I are both from Martins Ferry.

I appreciated your short movie and of course I am a fan of James Wright.

I am a poet and live in Cleveland. You can locate some of my poetry here:

http://poeticalchemist.wordpress.com

and

http://conscious-living.blogspot.com

Dan has a blog:

http://anonymousdharma.blogspot.com

Best wishes and thanks again.

Don Iannone

Kristin said...

Great work.

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