Last night I got to take part in an incredible new experience, a private New York screening. Carla Caesar, a producer here in New York, invited us WJI students to come to a friends first showing of her 15 minute documentary/promotional film about Micro Financing in Kenya. The screening was held in an upper floor of a rickety old building in Soho, projected on a white painted wall and with no more than the speakers of the projector itself to create a sound space. The room was warm and crowded (partially because nearly our entire class showed up to the event) and they served wine and breads while we chatted and mingled. I had an in depth conversation with a professional artist whose theme was relaying words through a visual representation of braille. By working with braille on a 2d space she made the words inaccessible to everyone, a blind person could not read it because there is nothing to feel, and a seeing person could not read it because it is in braille. I found this an interesting idea, but was also reassured in my college decision to not pursue an art major.
The film was very good and we had alot of opportunities to network at the event, I spoke with the film maker and he said I might be able to come along with him on a shoot while I'm here, I need to see if that is a possibility. There was a woman from the United Nations there, as well as the head a major Micro Financing organization. I will be trying to write something up about the virtues of micro financing for a full fledged article.
Afterwards we got lost trying to go to some supposedly famous cupcake place which seemed to be inexplicably located in what appeared to be the ghetto. The cupcakes were $2 a piece, they were good, but not that good. We made it home eventually and decided to hold a newsroom collaborative writing session in our apartment. We packed the room with laptop laden students huddled around the outlets, desperately seeking to write about their governors. No one finished really.

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