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The refrigerator is humming; It would only take a thumping “thrrr!-thrrr!-thrrr!-thrrr!-thrrr!-thrrr!” To sound like film through sprockets. My dad captured family life On 8mm then super-8 film. He taught me editing. Splicing, cross-cutting the past. Thread it; see it, cut it… Get out the razor blade And thin strips of splicing tape. Make the past more perfect. We are our own editors. Remembering and forgeting. I choose to remember joy And excise the pain.
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May 17, 2017
May 17, 2017 at 3:00 PM UTC
FILM EDITING 101
The refrigerator is humming; It would only take a thumping “thrrr!-thrrr!-thrrr!-thrrr!-thrrr!-thrrr!” To sound like film through sprockets. My dad captured family life On 8mm then super-8 film. He taught me editing. Splicing, cross-cutting the past. Thread it; see it, cut it… Get out the razor blade And thin strips of splicing tape. Make the past more perfect. We are our own editors. Remembering and forgeting. I choose to remember joy And excise the pain.
james-floss
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May 17, 2017
May 17, 2017 at 3:00 PM UTC
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