21 February – Day one is done. Never enough time, power, or resources – it’s par for the coarse, I know. Much like the Deloitte shoot in New York, we’re shooting elements for a website and for… well, who knows. Here seems to be some confusion as to what’s next with some of this footage. As much as it would be helpful to know – really helpful – the greenscreen makes it possible to port the footage into whatever they might want to use it for. So we charge ever forward.
(The face has been obscured to protect the unknowing.
One shiny penny if you can reconstruct
his face from the waveform image! I kid!)
We set-up in a conference room in the Doral Golf Resort and Spa. Hatchi-matchi! Very nice, very posh. The service there is so choice from top to bottom.
Anyone with even a little technical knowledge can probably see that the greenscreen’s vectorscope has a “bit” of an arch! That’s one of the limitations we have. We could only bring so much luggage on the plane and we packed as much as we could into every nook available in the cases. We shot with this same set-up in New York and it wasn’t an issue for the compositor. One more light, though, sure would be nice!
Look ma! I’m using my Spanish. It’s a sign a put up on the door. It was a secure room, but it can’t hurt. Almost everyone here is bilingual. I feel quite at home.
It’s been a long day with little to eat so, it’s Miller time!
Back from dinner. Yum! Bruschetta appetizer, Florida seafood soup, and a Florida lobster salad with English cucumbers, tomatoes and mesclun salad with a tangy white sauce. Since this is Florida, I also ordered a side of fried plantains. The food was superb. And for a little something-something, a rum-and-coke and jack-and-coke (not at the same time and yes, the room was spinning for a while). The service here is really very good. Every waiter finish any request with “my pleasure”. Also the test of a fine restaurant has to be when the waiter takes your knife, he returns promptly with a clean one. I could get used to this!
10PM. I’m outside the hotel near the pool and under the stars. From time-to-tiime, the planes fly over with a roar. It’s nice here. It reminds me of hanging out late at night as a kid. The cool, moist breeze and the rustling sound of the trees swaying. Crickets chirp. What sets tonight apart from fifteen years ago is the instrumental version of “Waterfall” by TLC, but mostly it’s the sound of two Cuban men speaking. It’s familiar and yet different. I know what they’re saying, but how they say it is so different to what I’m accustom to. Even though it’s only been a couple of days, I miss home, then and now.
One last note after such a somber one. I’m sending this update by way of my cell phone. I’m typing this entry on my computer using “ecto” and then my computer is connected to my phone by bluetooth and I have my phone dial to SBC dial-up to access the internet. Not fast, but it is convenient.
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