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January 25th
We are getting ready to go, there's only one
detail that we have to take care of. The poster
for the film. A new lesson on the business of filmmaking
for me. I thought they were going to use the stills
they have from the shooting itself. But no. We are
going to take pictures for the poster. There's one
particular image he wants, a close up of my face,
suffering in my eyes, some blood around my neck.
So we went to the set, with a video camera
and a photo camera. His idea is to work on a scene
and build it until I get the expression he wants
on my face. And, wouldn't you know ... he was going
to whip me again ... and recreate the scene of my
cutting up, the entire scene all over again. I wasn't
going to wear the same clothes, which in the film
are light purple. ... and for the photographs they
are dark, almost black, greenish...
We began almost routinely, he tied me up to
this contraption he had the carpenter made and whipped
me on my back for a while. He then tied me up to
a cross bar almost sitting, he left me there while
he prepared the next shoot.
I was raised up and tied with my arms open,
like a cross. He whipped me again, across my chest
and legs. When he thought he had the expression
he wanted he took photographs.
Not a big deal this time, but according to
him I looked beautiful. |
