Sunday, February 19, 2012

Pause. Rewind. Play.

Loyal readers, supporters and friends:

It's been 21 months - nearly two years - since I relocated to Florida for 'hands on' development of my feature film, Lullaby, and it's been an immensely educational experience.

I've made extraordinary progress on the film - progress that would have been impossible to make long-distance. I've been able to bond with the West Central Gulf Coast Jewish community, heightening the authenticity of the script and deepening my personal connection to the subject matter. I've met the local business community, strengthening the ties for the direct economic impact the film will make. I've attached marquee-level talent, acquired non-profit fiscal sponsorship, locked locations, pre-interviewed crew members and gotten a host of other 'pre-pre-production' items checked off the list. And in the process, I've made some wonderful friendships that I will treasure for a lifetime.

Yet despite all of the work I have done to date, I have still been unable to raise the funds necessary to greenlight production.

Which has left me feeling a little unspooled and mangled --



-- so it's with somewhat of a heavy heart to announce that I'm leaving St. Petersburg at the end of March.

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However, it's time.


... time to pause and reflect on everything that's been done and to form a new game plan.

... time for me to start diversifying my interests and focusing on new/other projects.

... time for me to get a job that will pay my bills.

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I've missed Brooklyn every minute of every day that I've been away. And to be perfectly honest, I'm thrilled to be going home. I can't wait to walk along brownstone-lined streets and watch winter transition to spring, with its tiny pale green buds and blooming flowers. I'm a little giddy to start tripping over dogs and strollers again as I cruise down the sidewalks, simultaneously muttering curses at the interference. I'm ready for the rumble of the subway under my feet and I'm already bracing my nose for the tangy underground smell of urine and stale fried chicken. (New Yorkers: You know the odor of which I speak...)

I can't help it. 

I love New York.

I'm grateful to each and every person in the Tampa Bay area (and beyond) who showed a genuine commitment of spirit and support for the film. I know that one day, when I do find the means to 're-spool', I will return to a community that is ready to jump in with both feet to help make this film a reality.


My love and deepest thanks to you all,

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