Wild at Heart

It’s my all time favorite movie.

I’m not sure if I posted about it on this blog yet, but I’m sure I posted it over at the 8 for Vegas blog.

I’m bringing it up here because I just found out that on February 22nd, in NYC, there will be a screening. And I’d love to see it on the big screen.

‘All time favorite movie’ movies are hard to boil down, but I haven’t had difficulty with this question since I saw it, by myself, when I was 24. I remember the first time I saw it was at my friend Jeff Ellis’ apartment in Park Slope, when I was 19, living with him and some friends for the summer, between college years. I remember I saw this and Brazil, and I didn’t understand either of them.

Jeff also introduced me to Ren & Stimpy, but that’s a story for another time. Space Madness was a particularly deadly episode for me, our mutual friend Thane Gorek, for him, and for his girlfriend at the time.

We had similar tastes in music and film, but Jeff had a couple of years on me and was, admittedly, much more worldly.

At 24, I was living in Jersey City, coincidentally in the same building as Jeff, and was working at Village Copier on 13th Street, or 12th Street, I cannot remember. I was making shit money, but it was enough to afford my $600 apartment. In 1997 or so, studios were releasing a lot of titles letterboxed on VHS, which was great. Prior, you could watch the pan & scan versions of films. Sometimes they didn’t even bother.

Lost Highway had come out in the theaters, and I had been enjoying Lynch’s films for years. I found a copy of Wild at Heart for sale, brought it home, and was simply amazed at what he had created. The visuals, the music, the acting, the STORY, all of it was batshit crazy!

Months later, I was leaving one day from work and heading over to The Strand, going into their rare book department and coming across a copy of Barry Gifford’s novel of the same name. And it was signed. I bought that straight away, read it, and was even more surprised at Lynch’s ability to not only adapt material respectfully, but to also be able to adjust Gifford’s universe to suit a theme throughout the film. The Wizard of Oz.

I remember when Pulp Fiction had come out in 1994, and had won the Palme D’Or. It had resonated with me, at the time, that this was a pretty prestigious, especially since they went to so much trouble mentioning it in the Pulp Fiction trailer… but I had no idea where it what Cannes was, where it was taking place, and why it was so important. Little did I realize that Wild at Heart had won the award in 1990.

Another film that Jeff and I share an affinity to, Barton Fink, won the award a year later, in ’91. Jeff defined Barton Fink as a film that ‘every single person who wants to be an artist should see.’

I’m very excited to see Wild at Heart next month.

But, back to ‘all time favorite film’ questions. It’s not the best film ever made. For me, that honor goes to The Deer Hunter. But it’s special to me, none-the-less, and helped determine that Lynch is my all time favorite director.

Enough about that, though.

Yesterday’s shoot went very well. I dropped my camera bag, again, but I swear it wasn’t my fault. It was closed this time, too. I won’t get into it, but it was a small fall, and due to weight shifting and gravity and there was a worm hole and folded space.

I went into yesterday’s shoot concerned about lighting, as all good cinematographers should.

The thing is, I’m not a cinematographer. What I have shot has been more point and shoot, while trying to discern a personal style. I cannot say if I’ve accomplished that or not, but I’ve watched a ton of movies, and I know what I like.

I’ve been reading, daily, three different subreddits on Reddit. r/filmmakers, r/filmmaking, and r/wearethefilmmakers, amongst some others.

Here’s what I’ve gathered over the course of a couple of months from either professionals, semi-professionals, and people who love typing into the internet.

1 – Get a tripod.

2 – Shakycam footage is amateurish.

3 – Shallow depth of field shots are amateurish.

4 – Sound is sometimes more important than footage.

5 – Your camera is only a recording device. Your lenses are what help you capture great imagery.

And so on.

Well, I got a tripod. I researched far and wide and settled on a nice one.

I love shakycam footage. Big fan of Cloverfield, etc, etc. Love it. Not sure what to do about that. At the moment, I will not be doing anything, except shooting more footage.

Shallow depth of field shots look cool. They look COOL. The director is giving you a specific thing to look at for a reason. That reason could be color, or emotion, a specific detail important enough to focus on… whatever. I love the look of shallow depth of field.

The rest of those points… yes. Sound is wicked important. I found that out almost the hard way, dodged a huge bullet. Was glad for the advice.

The other. I say shoot with what you have or can afford to buy/rent, until your ship, however big or small, comes in. But that’s just me.

I knew that we had some apartment shots to shoot yesterday, and that it was going to be at night and was going to be a nightmare because the interior was dark. Not DARK, like the woman who owns the apartment is Vampirella. No. But it was lit with interior lights and was going to be hard to view. Not to mention, it was bathed in perpetual warmth. That didn’t bother me, but the yellow tinge was going to be an issue.

So. I did some researched on inexpensive lighting techniques, and also on 3-point lighting. For those of you who don’t know what three point lighting is, there are 3 lights. That’s it.

Ok, ok. One’s called the Key Light, which is your main light. The second is called your Fill Light, which helps remove unwanted shadows that come from your Key Light. It also softens the opposite side of the face that is bathed in the Key Light. The third is the Back Light, or Hair Light, which is either behind or above the subject. That helps define the subject more, especially if you’re shooting on a darker background.

That’s a simplification. Truly.

I knew I wasn’t going to need three lights, because the background was going to be a light beige wall, and the subject was going to be moving constantly.

So, I went to Adorama and talked to a salesperson there, who suggested the following. A 3200 Photoflood Bulb, at 250 watts, 120 volts. These were going to go into standard Home Depot clamp lights. I also purchased a white heat-resistant umbrella to either dampen or bounce the light off of, depending.

I’m glad I bought these, because it saved our ass. A rolling light kit, under $50.

I don’t have any of that footage to show, I’m sorry to say, but we started the evening at around 4:30-5:00 pm yesterday evening in the East Village, over by Tompkin’s Square Park. I shot some outside footage, and then we went to our first real location, Tinto Fino, a wine store in the East Village. We ended up buying three bottles of red wine there that were simply delicious, and at a very reasonable price. They were nice enough to let us shoot there, and I thought it only fair that we not only buy the wine we used in the shoot, but drink it, too.

All in all, it was a very successful evening. I learned more about shooting. I learned a tiny fraction about lighting, and we’re 95% finished on our shoot, which is awesome.

Here’s some footage from the day. Thanks for reading. I can’t believe I’m at 1300 words. It’s 1:09am, and I can’t stop typing.

Thanks to Kevin MacLeod for the use of his fantastic music.

John Painz

HOWL

I was either 19 or 20 when I came upon the work of William S. Burroughs. After graduating high school, in August of 1991 I moved into my father’s old apartment in Midwood, Brooklyn. I was living in a building my grandmother owned, and lived in, on the first floor.

My father’s apartment was a two bedroom, with a kitchen and a bathroom. I’d been there many times… he’d vacated it to live with his girlfriend, Eleanor, who he was with until he died, 4 years later. They’d been a couple for over a decade.

I remember, many year’s earlier, I had taken a creative writing class, and had written a story about my father. The following line has stuck with me ever since.

“When he came home, I could smell work on him.”

My teacher praised this line as very well written.

Well, that’s what this apartment’s smell reminded me of. My father.

It was full, and I mean literally full of comic books, magazines, newspapers, and paperback and hardcover books.

It was wonderful, and served as my home for the next five years or so.

The various media would follow me for the next fifteen years, give or take. I would end up selling it for less than what it was worth because carting it around for so long had taken its toll, and I could not allow it to weigh me down any longer. I felt both relieved and full of regret, as I do now.

Moving to that apartment, taking the F train to 23rd Street in NYC, and walking back and forth from 6th Avenue to 3rd Avenue, I lost a ton of weight.

Being in Midwood, the Avenue N stop, the trip to 23rd Street was usually 45 minutes.

The trip from 6th Avenue to 3rd Avenue presented quite a few book sellers.

I picked up novels by Stephen King, Michael Crichton, and Elmore Leonard, amongst others. But one novel in particular I remember picking up was Naked Lunch.

At this point, I couldn’t tell you if I’d seen the film. Odds are I had. I was a big fan of David Cronenberg’s at the time. As much as I was considering myself as a romantic, and enjoying the idea of the Beat Generation, I had little-to-no understanding of their time and place.

But, having watched Cronenberg’s adaptation, I figured the novel was necessary reading, and it was my introduction to the works of Beat Poets and Novelists.

In my sophomore year at college, one of my humanities classes dealt with poetry. I came to enjoy many different poets around that time. T.S. Eliot was particularly interesting to me. The Wasted Lands is one of my favorite books to read. It’s simply mysterious, and after my initial perusal, and the class that dissected it, I was simply astounded at the hidden gems and secrets found between the lines.

But nothing in this world prepared me for Allen Ginsberg’s HOWL.

It is simply an astounding piece of work, with layers of meaning that I may have thought I understood then (as the teacher expunged), but to this day still try and dissect… kind of. I still enjoy it for what it is. The history is difficult to get through, sometimes. There’s more to the poem than the words and the imagery.

I remember the teacher we had asking questions that now seem rhetorical because only someone who had read up on Ginsberg and his Beat friends could possibly know the answers.

I started watching Cronenberg’s Naked Lunch today, and I figured I would write about it, having been inspired. It reminds me, greatly, of David Lynch adapting Dune. Naked Lunch is a rambling that is almost impossible to decipher, but also clearly has a beginning, a middle, and an end.

Cronenberg took the book and did his best at creating a linear story.

There’s a lot of hate for Lynch’s Dune out there. I remember seeing it many years ago, and then seeing it again, while in college. After graduating, I read the novel, which is simply stellar, and was AMAZED at what Lynch had created on film. I’m still amazed. It’s a beautiful film, with fantastically cast characters, make-up effects, and a wonderfully written script.

The novel is enormous, and compromises clearly have to be made for a feature length project. People were upset with the voiceovers, the whispering… but they’re dynamic elements of the novel that are essential to the storytelling. I love the film.

I have not seen the 3 hour and 10 minute Alan Smithee version. I’m not sure I want to.

It’s 1:46am on Monday morning. I got home this evening after shooting a bunch of footage, and it came out wonderful. We watched quite a bit of it while cooking dinner, drinking wine, and talking about the project, future projects, and other nonsense. Producer Julie was quite happy, so I was happy.

I’m tired. I’ll sleep late tomorrow, take a look at the footage, and see if there’s anything I can share without ruining the short. Fingers crossed. I like sharing footage.

Have a wonderful week.

John Painz

End of the week

So, let’s see where we’re at, with the goals I posted earlier this week.

Here’s the summary:

Writing – two shorts, first drafts on each

Editing – re-work episode one into a television pilot, and edit episodes 1, 3, and 5 for Vimeo.

Shooting – Tuesday, maybe Wednesday, hopefully Saturday, and Sunday.

Well, I wrote one of the shorts I planned on writing, and I was very happy with it. It’s still a first draft… needs some more polishing, but I’m in good shape.

Editing. I finished the final 30 minute video for the Vimeo contest. Uploading that tonight. Showed it to Producer Julie, and she liked it. Her words were ‘did you remove anything? cause it was good.’

I removed, in total, about 3 minutes, so, that’s good. Didn’t get to the pilot because I think we’re in a bit of trouble there. A lot of contests who are looking for tv pilots are looking for a standard 22 minute pilot. The only way we can achieve this is by combining episodes 1 and 2. Episode 2 has some distinct weak spots, unfortunately, and it’s only because, in terms of our shooting schedule, it was the second episode we shot, though, in terms of quality, it’s technically the first.

Since we had to scrub our first week’s footage, due to issues of lighting and commercial copyright issues, this was our second shoot, and it’s weaker than the others.

So, I’ll still give it a shot, but… it might not work well. We could always grab another week, like, week 3, which is a perfect length, but I don’t know. It kind of rushes the story.

And the last thing was shooting.

Well, I went out Tuesday to Chinatown. You can read about that here. It was a good shoot, even though I couldn’t use my tripod, which was a shame.

And then Wednesday morning, I went out to the Brooklyn Bridge for the sunrise.

So, it was a week of accomplishing goals, which is great!

Tomorrow, Julie and I will be shooting with our friend to complete (or nearly complete) our first short. Luckily, tomorrow is going to be a nice weather day. From 4pm on, we’ll be shooting over at Tompkin’s Square Park at an outside market. We were also given permission to shoot at a wine store on the east side, Tinto Fino, at 5pm. From there, we go to a friend’s house, where we’ll be shooting the remainder of the short.

We’ll also be cooking up a storm, since part of the short has to do with cooking dinner, so I’m pretty excited about tomorrow night, as it’ll be laid back and fun.

Next week. I have no idea about next week. All I know is, I have to come up with more content to shoot, and keep creating films.

Oh, and as an aside, today I went to Whole Foods in Tribeca and joined a bunch of neat people for a day of board games. It was a meetup.com group, and it was a lot of fun.

Ok. I’ll let you all know how tomorrow goes.

Ahhhhh. See, I forgot something.

One of the issues we’re going to have tomorrow is lighting an interior (apartment) on the cheap. I have to go over to Adorama tomorrow and see what they can do for me. I really don’t want to do that, because renting equipment tomorrow means dropping it off Monday, and it’s such a pain in the ass. So, one of the things I was thinking was getting some cheap clamp lights from Home Depot (only four blocks away from Adorama), which I can use for future lighting issues.

Since I’ve never really had to professionally (or semi-professionally) light a scene, tomorrow should be interesting. I’ll be watching a tutorial or two about it, and I’ll share those with you during my next update.

Talk soon,

John Painz

Wednesday, 5:00am

Yeah. I set my alarm this morning for 5:30am. I kept waking up, though.

By 4:57 I was saying “Ok, three more minutes. We’ll just relax in bed and then get up when the alarm goes off.”

I was AWAKE awake at this point, and then remembered that I had set my alarm for 5:30. So, I just got up.

Futzed around a bit, then… wait.

WAIT!

I forgot to tell you all about yesterday.

So, yesterday I went out to shoot. I started walking from home, over to the Brooklyn Bridge, up Centre Street, in front of all of the court houses and all. I get to some street, I don’t remember where, and I see this really nice scene down in China Town. South of the Manhattan Bridge, because I can see it and the train lines running over it.

So, I stop at Go Go Dim Sum, and I get some crazy stuff I’ve never eaten before, and it was all delicious.

Satiated, I get my equipment ready, only to find out that I forgot one crucial piece of my tripod.

It’s the tripod plate, and it allows for a quick release from your tripod so you can do all sorts of things. Replace your battery, replace your flash card.

So, I’m carrying around this goddamn 25 pound tripod, less, you know, three or four ounces, and I can’t use the damned thing.

What a pisser.

So, I make my way North. Slowly. I’m already angry about the tripod piece. I call my mom and see if she can find a photo supply place in the area, and the closest one is quite far away from my intended route. So, I say “This is a lesson. Shoot with what you have, and just go with it.”

Ok. A lesson. Sure.

I continue North.

I get to the Manhattan Bridge, and I shoot some mediocre stuff, and I remember that I’m just West of that Cup and Saucer Diner that I had written about.

Well, here it is:

Neat, right? I get in there, and it’s like the 1970’s. I swear. Surely the same counter, the same china, the same plastic cups, the same… milkshake blender.

“One chocolate milkshake, please.”

It was delicious. I take some video, I take a photo or two, I get THE best video shot of the day, worth a $10 tip because it simply could not have been more perfect, and will only be about 4 seconds of film… but sooooooooo worth it.

I keep walking.

I make my way North and then West, and I head over to 6th Avenue.

I shoot some more stuff. I come across a line of people you’d have thought were trying to buy tickets to some great music act or something. It stretches around – wait. Here’s a photo:

I asked them what it was for, they said it was for a job interview. Or interviews, I cannot remember.

I took the shot, and some guy on a motorcycle came up and asked me what it was. I said it was a bread line.

Get over to 6th, head up to 23rd to meet my friend Nicole, proceed to get drunk, I watch my camera bag (which was open) fall over from the chair being overweighted, and everything, including my new 24mm lens, fall out.

Not ‘fall out’ in the classic sense, kind of spill out and roll to the floor.

Scared the shit out of me. Nicole was aghast. I said “Hey, it’s all under warranty,” and sat there silently nervous. That is, until, I misjudged water in my glass and spilled it all over my sweatshirt and lap.

That was hysterical. In my defense, I thought that there was much less water in the glass than there was and, yeah, she cut me off after that.

She went home, I went out for more drinks, alone, and after half of one, thought it was best I come home.

Get home, buy snacks, eat voraciously, go to sleep around 12:30.

And then I wake up for the Brooklyn Bridge sunrise shot. Now, I realize that weathermen and women cannot predict the future, but I simply don’t understand how the weather can change as drastically as it did from one day to the next. Yesterday was nice and bright and warm and great.

This morning was supposed to be clear skies as far as the eye can see. And it wasn’t.

Which sucked, but whatever. I was still hoping to get some good night shots, and then see what happened with the sun.

Well, I’ll let the following video speak for itself:

So, I’ll find a new place to go that won’t be as unstable. I’ll drink less, or, at the very least, make sure my equipment is secure before I continue drinking. I’m 95% certain the equipment is fine, but it was a stupid lapse in continuity.

Tomorrow is laundry day. Nothing clean.

Sunday, I hope, we’ll be shooting a large portion of the remainder of our short film. We’ll see how it goes. So far, though, so good.

John Painz

Tuesday, 12:27am

Hey all.

So, what did I get accomplished today. Let’s see. First, I did the edit on the Vimeo web series submission. I’m uploading it tonight, overnight, and I’ll send it over to Julie, see what she thinks.

Two. I watched about 1/3 of the footage on the freelance editing job I got. Piecing it all together, in separate sequences, labelled by question. It’s kind of like a bunch of interviews. Lots more to watch, but it’s getting done, so that’s good.

I did NOT get any writing done today, except for this. That’s a shame. So, that means I have to budget my time better. Shouldn’t be too difficult. Today was a mix of playing video games, browsing Reddit, and taking a half an hour shower. I didn’t even get a nap in, which is kind of absurd, as I’m a big fan of naps.

Tomorrow. Well, I was going to go out and get a sunrise shot, but I was having a hard time trying to figure out when that should be. I also figured that I should be doing it sooner rather than later, as sunrises are just going to keep getting earlier and earlier. So.

Since sunrise is around 7:10am, and I need a couple of different vantage points for a sunrise, I think I’m going to go on Wednesday morning. For one, tomorrow morning is supposed to be a bit overcast. Wednesday morning, not so much. For the other, well, I’m clearly not going to be able to go to sleep until about 1ish. So, I’m working out my shooting routine for tomorrow.

I’m going to walk from home to Park Row (City Hall area), down through to Centre Street, and walk North. Cross over to Worth, go through Chinatown until I hit Canal and Eldridge. Shoot footage of the diner, and then go through Little Italy.

From there I’ll make my way North, again. Shoot some of the East Village, make my way up to 14th Street, and then start going West.

I’m meeting my friend and actor (actress?) of 8 for Vegas Nicole for drinks and dinner tomorrow evening, so I can round out my day by shooting some of Chelsea. That would be just great. Afterwards, if I’m still in one piece, perhaps I can get some night shots of the city.

Ok, so, Wednesday morning on the Brooklyn Bridge might be pushing it, but I figure that I’ll be able to come home, sleep like a log until whenever… so, yeah. I’ll go shoot that Wednesday morning, and I’ll post what I shot, for proof.

Have a great week. Here’s a little funny short you might not have seen:

John Painz

This week

Heya all.

Tomorrow is Monday, so I’m going to set up some goals for the week. How about that?

Since tomorrow is supposed to be a rainy, shitty day, I’m going to write. I made stew for dinner this evening, plenty of leftovers, so I don’t have to worry about making dinner tomorrow… so, I’ll be sleeping in, and then I’ll do my morning routine, and then I’ll write.

Oh, and I have to edit. Have to remember that. Julie and I are submitting 8 for Vegas to a couple of film festivals. I have to recut the first episode, fixing some of the audio issues, and, for the Vimeo Awards, we decided to submit into the web series catagory. We can submit a total of 3 episodes, and they have to be 10 minutes each, so, I have to go back and cut them. We’ll be submitting episodes 1, 3, and 5.

What else, what else. Tuesday, there’s no pool, and it’s supposed to be in the upper 40s in Manhattan, which is awesome. So, that means a couple of things. One, I may try and get a sunrise shoot going. I’m going to have to do some research on where the best sunrise view is. It may in fact be one of the Bridges. If it is, well, that’ll be just fine, especially if it’s the Manhattan Bridge.

The reason I say that is because there’s a great diner on Canal and Eldridge that I am dying to get some footage of, for a secret project I’m working on.

Secret project.

You know, just so you don’t think I’m full of it… there’s only so much I can write about, you know, and still have the project be MINE. I can’t just put it out into the world. There are a lot of strange and awful people out there and I’d just like to conceive the project, shoot it, and then put it out there, without spoiling anything, which is another THING, all together.

“It’s another THING.”

Sigh.

I felt bad, this evening. I went to the Film Production meet-up group meeting this evening, and my friend Milda was asking me about the short I was shooting, and I told her I couldn’t tell her what it was about. The thing is, the project is going to take a long time to produce, and I just don’t want to ruin the surprise. Not to mention, someone I trust said “Don’t share it with anyone, dude. Not until it’s done. Not until it’s perfect.” So.

Here’s a shot of the Google Live View of Canal and Eldridge.

Doesn’t that just look like a place with SO much character? I could shoot an entire 10 minute short there, if they’d let me.

Sigh.

What else, what else.

Thursday, I’m supposed to meet up with Milda and another meetup.com friend and try and figure out how to create more content for the group. We’ll see how that goes.

Saturday, I’m hoping to shoot the promo and fundraising video for “8 for Vegas – Season 2.” Should be fun. I’m hoping we can do it. I haven’t even started writing the episodes yet. Lots of work to be done in the next two and a half months.

Sunday, it looks like we’ll be shooting either the remainder of our first short, or about 85% of it, depending. So, that’s fantastic, too.

Here’s the short list.

Writing – two shorts, first drafts on each

Editing – re-work episode one into a television pilot, and edit episodes 1, 3, and 5 for Vimeo.

Shooting – Tuesday, maybe Wednesday, hopefully Saturday, and Sunday.

Busy week! I re-watched some of the footage I shot on Saturday, and I thought that more than half of it was usable, which is just awesome. Some of the shots were just… well, touristy. How could they not be, in those areas. But others had a distinct charm, and I was very happy with them.

I was walking home with the camera equipment and a ton of food and I stopped to shoot (not SHOOT, shoot) these two people, what looked like a mother and her son, playing soccer in a field in Battery Park. The place was covered in snow, and it looked really nice. While I was shooting, I had decided, before I even got a chance to look at anything, that if one thing came out good, just one shot, then the day was worth it. The rest, I would go out and re-shoot.

I even said to myself, out loud, “What are you going to do, NOT re-shoot it? That’s silly. Now get home, it’s freezing.”

Well, that footage really wasn’t going to find much of a home, you know. So, I did this:

Thanks for reading!

J

So… much… pain…

I set out today to shoot some footage. It was the first snow of the New Year. First snow of this season, in fact. I knew it was going to snow last night. I had it in my mind to get out there, shoot some footage, cold be damned!

So, the first thing I did was head over to J&R, and I bought a 24mm lens. I own a 50mm 1.4 Canon lens. It’s fantastic. I mean, truly. But I was missing out on a much larger image.

When I shot 8 for Vegas, we used two lenses. Hell, the guys at Adorama, who rented me the equipment, said ‘you’ll need two lenses, at least. A 50mm, and a 24mm-70mm lens.’ The latter, being a zoom lens.

Loved both. They did great work for us. But, the fact is, I didn’t use the 70mm part that much, except for one time, in episode 1.

The second fact is, there’s a $570 difference between the 24mm 2.8 prime lens, and the zoom. So.

Hopped on the train and made my way to 57th Street and 7th Avenue. And got hungry, right away.

It’s funny how I can be inspired and be starving at the same time.

OK, it wouldn’t be funny if you knew me. It’d be par for the course, but I digress.

Had the camera, the two lenses, and the tripod. Went to a diner, had a grilled cheese sandwich and a cup of chicken soup. Then I ventured out.

Walked through the park and had fun trying to figure out what would work best. Central Park, in the snow, is… well, it’s Central Park in the snow. Everywhere you look, so much of it is pristine. It’s beautiful to look at, but to get good shots, and have them all look distinct… I suppose if you traversed the entire park, you’d get a nice group of shots.

I did not do that.

I walked around quite a bit, don’t get me wrong. But I probably ventured 10 blocks north before I turned around and headed straight back to the diner, for a cup of coffee.

Upon coming home, I did, indeed, get some great shots.

One thing I’d like to show you all. I didn’t know a thing about what kind of lens to buy, what was best, and so on and so forth. I did some research online. I thought about what I’d used, what I owned, and what I could afford. I chose the 24mm 2.8 because I’d used something similar, and had gotten good results out of it.

One of the things I had a hard time finding was a comparison of the two lenses in video. I didn’t have an IMPOSSIBLE time. In fact, now that I think about it, I probably did a cursory google search and found it on the second link, but that doesn’t matter!

I decided to do my own comparison.

So, dig that. That’s a pretty significant change of view, there. A good purchase.

After coffee, I walked South to 42nd Street. I zig-zagged as the lights allowed and found some interesting buildings and the such. All told, I recorded about 54 different clips today.

I did get stopped by the police at Times Square. I was set up, looking East, on 42nd Street, outside of the Subway, just off 8th Avenue. The police officer said I wasn’t allowed to have a tripod set up. I could take as many pictures as I wanted, just without the tripod. I asked if that was a law, and he said yes.

I didn’t press the issue. I found out later that it’s because tripods cause congestion, and only in touristy areas, such as Times Square, Rockefeller Center, and the Financial District.

So, I made my way down to 34th Street, and I got the best footage I got all day. I can’t share it with you just yet. I will, just not now.

All in all, a fruitful day. But, let me tell you. My knees are shot. My back is screaming. Other joints have decided to sleep it off, and so I’m stuck in bed, hardly moving.

It was 19 degrees when I made my way down through Times Square. I am looking forward to Spring.

John