Silverton. Day Two. And three (so far).

Yesterday, Tuesday, I was chauffeured in Lou King’s big silver pick-up truck through a downpour three blocks to The Wingate House to transfer my bags (otherwise I would have walked, it’s just rain, maybe some thunder and a little lightning) and boxes of props and dressing for the film shoot. Which is being shot RIGHT NOW, AS I TYPE, in the room above me. In fact, it’s being shot in the room in which Rebecca Krebbs, the actor portraying Irene, is staying. 

I finally had the pleasure of meeting Sinjin Jones, director, Ben Mattson (Dennis), Rebecca Krebbs (Irene), and crew James Richard Padilla and Tressa Smith yesterday afternoon, if only briefly as the first session of the writing workshop was, also, yesterday. Also, in the living room at the Wingate House, which is also now torn apart, dressed for a scene that will be shot in two hours. It will then have to be put together for session two of the workshop, which begins at 5pm.

Are you dizzy yet?

I am. But I’m blaming it on a combination of Silverton’s extreme altitude and my total joy that this is all taking place.

With ten attendees, this is the largest writing workshop I’ve led on my own. Two straight hours of ME talking? I was anxious. However, that is not how it went down. All the participants, ages 12 through older than 12 (early seventies?) and everything in between, were so incredibly invested in our first exercise that we didn’t quite make it through half of what I’d lined up on the itinerary. With all the excitement and the creativity flowing, I just couldn’t put a stop to it, managed to stay on topic, all the same, and simply rearranged the homework assignment for the evening.

Bonus, since I have to redesign tonight’s itinerary, this writer only dressed the set and is not ON set. This is a good thing as the set that is Irene’s bedroom is tiny, hot and claustrophobic as it is. Plus, actors out there, is it nerve-wracking to have the writer on set during a tight shoot? My instinct was to make myself scarce.

Still, I can hear them above me, and it’s thrilling.

The morning culminated in a private tour, led by the artist herself, of Wingate House owner and host Judy Graham’s art studio. The painter side of me was green with envy over her beautiful workspace and inspired by her moving oil pieces, landscape after landscape, full of depth and wide strokes to leave room for the imagination.  Aware of the shoot going on not far from where she paints, she whispered to me the inspiration for her next series.

These are moments I won’t soon forget.

I hear applause upstairs. Guess that scene’s a wrap!

My endless gratitude to Judy, by the way, for opening her home and business to us this week, a notoriously busy week for tourism in Silverton. And to Silverton officer Steve Lawrence for bringing us some much needed props, and for sticking around during the shoot to supervise our use of the (unloaded!) gun we had on loan. I am really feeling Silverton.

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