Playing, laughing, swinging ... it was all part of the adventure of being on set for the first time! The independent film, "Pippin's Day Out" brought us to the park, thanks to the fortunate conversations of a coworker which led to an invitation to be an extra in the playground scene.
As usual, these things get me thinking. Capturing those moments in time is precious. As much as I love the visual element, I have to admit that sound is amazingly powerful. I'm daydreaming about the value of hearing loved ones' voices back through a family tree, reminiscing to the sound of a child's laughter, and it makes me want to grab a recorder along with my cameras! Suddenly I feel like Imogen Heap (how do I explain ... she collects sounds like I collect images and can create amazing things with them).
A cassette tape exists somewhere of my grandfather telling the story about how he tracked a moose (I believe). If I recall, he didn't know someone had turned on a tape recorder, and those of us who weren't at the storytelling still heard it straight from his lips. Hearing that again today - probably some 30 years or so later - would be priceless. And plugging it in to a family tree these days is certainly a possibility! I think I've given myself a project.
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