Not really sure about that title.
Anyway, let’s get on with it.
When we last saw each other, dear reader, I was in the middle of dissertation/degree film hell, so there wasn’t much to talk about other than “Aaaarghohmygodwhyismylifesohard” which isn’t much fun for anyone so I didn’t write it down anywhere.
But, and I can say this with complete confidence, I AM NO LONGER AT UNIVERSITY!
Because I graduated! In July, or roughly the time when you had forgotten about me because I hadn’t posted anything here in about 2 months. So yes, I graduated in July, which was lovely, because there was a while for me when I wasn’t sure that I would make it through university. But never mind about that.
So the hand-in for the dissertation was at the start of May, and after that there was a lot of sleeping. Not much happened for a while until Micky G came to me in June with a project for a charity called the Homeless World Cup, and what they do is help to combat homelessness in lots of countries with football; they basically organise 5-a-side teams of homeless people to play in football competitions in their local areas, and once a year there is a corporate-sponsored World Cup event with teams of homeless guys from all over the world playing against each other. You can probably find out more at their site than you can here:
So Micky G had been approached by some people from the HWC’s Edinburgh office asking for someone to film one of the publicity events in Glasgow which was a 5-a-side tournament with players from the various companies who would be sponsoring the homeless teams. So we spent a day in Glasgow filming the tournament which was a lot of fun.
What was not so fun, however, was trawling through around 6 hours of footage in the edit in order to create a one-minute spot for their website.
After which they asked me personally to come back for another morning in order to film “The Draw” where they basically selected the order that the teams would be playing in the world cup tournament in Paris. Which was fine as well.
Now, I should mention that at this point, we had not been offered anything in return for our services. I mean, we weren’t even given free t-shirts at the tournament in Glasgow. This is not inherently a bad thing, and these guys are, after all, a charity so their resources are understandably limited. But, once we had finished editing the videos for them and handed them over, we were contacted by one of their press officers who said that we would be meeting up in about a week so that they could “find some way to thank” us. Now, I would have been happy if they had just offered to take us out for some drinks or a meal or something. No such contact was made however.
It wasn’t until some time later though, after graduation in July, that they got back in touch and asked if we would be willing to come to Paris with them in order to film the tournament there. This is the big one, the World Cup. It took about 3 days for Mike to contact enough people to form a crew, and we were all very excited about it. Of course, we couldn’t afford flights or accommodation for the time we would be there so we asked if they would be handling that, and we were told not to worry but to await further instructions, as it were.
So we waited.
And Mike was sending them emails every day to see if they had come to some decision yet but got no reply.
Until a couple of days before the tournament they told us that they couldn’t afford to fly us out and pay our accommodation for the weekend, and that they had found a crew in Paris who would film for free.
I think it’s safe to say that we were all pretty disappointed with that result but there’s not much we could do, to be honest.
So, what have we learned: only work for charities if you a) want to, and b) are happy to do it for free, but do not expect them to do anything for your services.
So that was fun.
While all that was going on I was also doing some work for my friend Philip Kingscott, who is an actor-type, and had a play on at various locations that month and asked me to film it. That all went fine (eventually) and the play was a rousing success, and got quite a bit of attention in the Scottish press, it being festival time and all. It was called “The Garden”, was written by Alistair Rutherford who writes for BBC Radio, among other things, and was produced by Philip’s theatre production company, Peapod productions. You can check out all of that stuff right here:
So now we come to Pet Rescue. Pet Rescue is club night here in Edinburgh run by a collective called Animal Hospital, and they got in touch with me through my girlfriend, and asked if I’d be up for filming a publicity stunt they were planning leading up to one of their nights. So we met up, chatted about the stunt, threw some ideas around and were ready to shoot within a couple of days. It was all very slap-dash and last minute, and I lost half the footage when my computer crashed, but I was pretty happy with the result, given those complications. Linky:
Yep. There that is…
I didn’t really think about it that much, until Ell’s birthday in November, when her mate Andrew said that he’d been stopped on the street by a girl, and she told him that she always watched that video when she was feeling down. It made me really happy, so I’m looking forward to working with those guys again, should they be up for it. This is them:
I had quite a packed summer as it turns out.
This year has also seen my Dad’s 60th birthday party and various planned productions with friends which I will be writing about at a time when they are in a more definite form.
Thanks for reading this, if you did. If you didn’t, and skipped to the end or have already left, well, that’s fine too.