Production day dawns, and I'm greeted with a bright blue sky and warm breezes as I make the journey to the Shepherd campus. Birds chirp and I take one last breath of the outdoors before descending into the beautifully renovated catacombs of Knutti. It was time for work.
Once the cameras and lights are set up and the talent is herded in like so many meek lambs for the slaughter, we are able to begin creating our art.
For the first day of shooting I get my turn at the archaic capturing equipment. Aside from holding a strong resemblance to the VCR I keep around to elevate my TV, it was actually... kind of awesome. I have to admit I kind of felt like a mad scientist..or that I was making a recording for Jem and the Holograms or something.
...Of course I could have been a little delirious from mystery novels and nostalgia.
On day two of production there was a little less trembling all around and people were breathing easier both in front and behind of the camera.
Little did they know what was in store.
On this day I was able to try my hand at microphoning the talent. An easy task for those who don't mind yanking the material covering someones chest and strapping them with electronic equipment. I was in my element.
Collecting information for later use all the while, I studied my surroundings. I practiced operating the equipment until I was fluent in its uses. I also found that there were certain elements which we employed to tame the talent into calm resignation to their fate. Namely, lying to them.
At the end of the session we all emerged from the darkness with the results.
We will soon feed it into the masses. Where and when?
Soon you will see. Soon everyone will see.
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