New Year's parties often disappoint. Expectations are high, and the reality doesn't often match. Not so this last December. I found a tattered, golden invite with the words "The Bootlegger's Ball" written on it in script. The instructions on the golden ticket led me to a time machine. And the time machine took me to a magical land of flappers, circus performers, and jug bands. My iPhone camera turned into an old, super-8 movie camera and this is the actual movie I shot.
Friday, February 18, 2011
The Magical Land of Flappers
New Year's parties often disappoint. Expectations are high, and the reality doesn't often match. Not so this last December. I found a tattered, golden invite with the words "The Bootlegger's Ball" written on it in script. The instructions on the golden ticket led me to a time machine. And the time machine took me to a magical land of flappers, circus performers, and jug bands. My iPhone camera turned into an old, super-8 movie camera and this is the actual movie I shot.
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