Jelly

Sorry to be out of touch and not reporting on anything that interesting.

Just back from a conference in Paris, where I presented in garbled French and pigeon English for a few hours about a subject I will always be somewhat up to date on. The Radical Underground Jewish Culture. Presenting this in Paris, where a Jewish 'cultural' life is impossible, is like shooting fish in a barrel. Show them homo erotic renderings of Rahm Emanuel and you're good.

Now that I'm back at home, I'm researching wedding venues, cheap hotels for my friends on a budget, Producers Initiatives in San Francisco, education and outreach components for the film and other means to make a living and a wedding.

Most importantly, am waiting to begin the final edits of the film to submit for three festivals in the next weeks... so ALMOST THERE but feel like a grasshopper stuck in Aspic.

Never in my life have things felt so so so much like gestation/waiting/nurturing/preparing and almost thereing. Has its own challenges, but I'm lucky to not be (too) broke right now, with a roof over my head and the means to complete the several tasks at hand.

OH -- and in other news -- I'm not moving to Philadelphia. That was a momentarily lapse of reason (real estate! change! family!) and I'm back to my Brooklyn senses.