i didn't quite see it coming,
but i booked a gig in the middle of everything else going on
(more on that later)
that has taken me south.
south as in
now you know how i LOVE this place,
so this job is a dream.
it's a beauty shoot,
it's in sud amerique,
and it's been overwhelmingly "me" from concept to team.
on the flight down . . .
i am seated next to leanne,
a friend from l.a. and producer who JUST HAPPENS TO BE PRODUCING THE SAME WEEK.
very ingrid bergman.
very ambien induced "sleeping together":
but don't be fooled into thinking it's all glamour.
this is the "international arrivals" terminal in b.a.
it's a little calcutta.
but to end up back at the film planet offices,
perched over the grapevines in the old converted stables:
mr. michael manacop . . .
i was a slightly post transcontinental flight
i feel a new dynamic deux comin on . . .