Most children will have been taught by their parents when growing up that they should never play on stairs, indeed most children should then grow up to possess at least a shred of common sense. Not me. I spent a good part of this Saturday afternoon balanced precariously on the landing of my Victorian staircase all in the good name of film making. Result? about 30 seconds of me staring blankly at a camera lens. This is exactly what I wanted to achieve, but it was only after having disassembled most of the living room furniture and broken the clothes horse that I realised hanging off a staircase was the best way to achieve my 'blank stare'. Perhaps I should explain...
I wanted to create a stark black and white picture - severe frame - severe haircut - severe expression. I intended to look a cross between a nazi camp guard and a loony science geek. I think I achieved the effect quite well...the character is a boy who suffers from Obsessive Compulsive behaviour, he is repressed and not doing what he wants to do. Living an inauthentic existence means that he is bound for failure and the more he fails, the more he must tighten his grip and regain control - hence the OCD. So I had to make sure I was firmly in the middle of the frame for preliminary photography, and because I had the misfortune of being alone whilst doing this, I had to rely on resourcefulness to achieve the effect - to the stairwell I went!
I'll upload some stills when I get home...
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