Pitch-perfect: filming from a writer’s perspective

Filming the two.5 crowdfunding pitch video from two different continents.

My laptop is balanced on top of a stack of boardgames, on top of a chair, on top of a glass coffee-table. I’m wearing lipstick, a pin-stripe jacket, and half a can of hairspray. Safely out of shot, i’m also wearing tartan PJs & slippers. The two large pictures that normally hang on the wall behind me are stacked precariously against the sofa.

‘Try with the over-head light off.’

filming the pitch video

Despite our best efforts, filming has overrun and we’re losing natural light in my sitting room in London. Samantha is instructing me through various different counter-acting methods until she’s happy with the colour and the shade on the screen and we can film the next paragraph in the script of our crowdfunding video.

This is our second filming session. We’re filming ‘live’ in London and New York, recording a Skype call with a cheap (but not free) application called Call Recorder

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Coming soon – On The Same Page App

ShortStops

Hi there short story fans. My name is Viccy Adams and I’m the UK half of an interdisciplinary collaboration called two.5 (with an USA-based photographic media artist, Samantha Silver). I write stories and Samantha takes pictures, and by working together we hope to share and extend our skills. Due to the different time-zone/geographic location, it also forces us to use digital studio techniques to co-create work, keeping us teetering outside of our comfort zones.

As part of that, we’ve designed an app to display our collaborative work with an equal visual weight being given to the images and the text. We’re launching a crowdfunding campaign for the final production costs in February 2014, so this blog post is a bit of pre-promotion for that but it’s mainly to start a conversation with other short story writers who use images as part of their creative practice or as part…

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If You Love Me, Let Me Go (short story)

Mind yourself as you come through there, please, the newspaper on the floor hasn’t been changed since yesterday.  We had some flooding earlier in the week, and it’s still a bit slippery.  That’s just one of the problems with these old outbuildings I can assure you; the only bits that don’t leak water are the … Continue reading If You Love Me, Let Me Go (short story)

Do you tailor your writing?

Writing and tailoring have a surprising amount in common, from drafting patterns/stories to weaving metaphorical and actual threads. So i'm very excited to be one of the writers on Helen Limon's Bespoke(n) project, and that over the next few months I'll have the opportunity to discuss and respond to the process of tailoring clothing for … Continue reading Do you tailor your writing?

Voyeuristic book-making

Our book/jacket project, from Fiona’s perspective as a paper conservator.

filigranes and fibres

An author friend of mine Viccy Adams recently prevailed upon me to assist with a creative project at Hack the Barbican. The brief was to use (or ‘hack’) the Barbican’s spaces and facilities to create an installation, so our project book / jacket focused on ‘stealing’ overheard conversations and cctv-style snapshot images (both collected on site), which we then immediately printed out and sewed into little booklets. We hoped the books would be pocketed and slipped into coats and bags, and discovered again later, as a kind of voyeuristic record of a visit to the Barbican.

We wanted to make the booklets appealing and covetable, as well as maintaining an ad-hoc aesthetic in order to reflect their origins as collated material rather than created material. Using a Japanese-style stab sewn binding allowed us to produce these booklets quickly on-site with minimum equipment, whilst having creative input in choosing thread colours…

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Endangered Species (short story)

Was I right to burn my bridges? Not the best call, environmentally speaking. Great plumes of black smoke and that lingering, queasy aftertaste in the air which must have been the plastic safety rail. At least I’m still recycling, though quite how they’ll collect it now the main access route has gone, quite literally, up … Continue reading Endangered Species (short story)