When I walked to the toilet yesterday I passed a woman at the shared washing up sink. She was cleaning brushes. Not just a few of them, loads of them. A closer look revealed that she had a small cart filled with glasses with brushes, and palettes filled with paint. I walked on.
But then my brain started working and it said to me:
INT. ART SCHOOL CLASSROOM – NIGHT
Oh! Wait a minute!
I walked back.
And I asked her if there was an art school in our building.
And she said no, but she led an art class every Saturday in one of the shared spaces in our building.
You mean a class filled with easels and paint and brushes where people paint?
And she said yes.
And I said, well, that’s very interesting.
And she said – would you like to join the class?
And I said – erhm no – but I am working on this short film, and the final scenes, the crucial scenes, the scenes where they finally meet and where it all falls into place … (I can’t stop rambling when I talk about my film you see) – those scenes …
Yes? she said.
Those scenes take place in an art class.
So – I was wondering – by the time we are ready to shoot it – are you and some of your students willing to stage in some scenes of my film. We need some people painting, we need paint and canvasses and basically we need your art class.
And she said – here is my phone number – contact me by the time you are ready and we’ll figure it out.
Ladies and gentlemen – we have an art class with students!
I am a true believer of the “things happen for a reason” philosophy and I think someone is trying to tell me that it is time to go and make this film.
There are lots more hurdles to take:
I need a dog!
I need a bookshop (I have my eye on one, will visit them one of these days)
I need a supermarket
I need to cast the 2 lead actors
I need to find a small Eros/Amor statue
And I need to do a lot more.
One step at the time baby …