Hassie Calero
New in Town
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- United States
AV projector on offer.
"Dodge this"
http://bit.do/jzoY
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Video:
https://www.dropbox.com/s/k9h0wgari30gxer/Preview.mp4?dl=0
One Day, One City, One Story.
A story driven by the poetic landscape of Portsea Island,
we observe the lives of four
isolated characters intertwine through chance meetings.
Inspired by 'kitchen sink' drama,
this cinema verity experience examines isolated and perpetual lives.
The city has a renowned military history
and was once was the central east India global trade route,
enabling the rapid expansion of the British Empire.
It is to this end that the city also has a reputation.
It is our humble opinion that you the viewer,
should be allowed a glimpse into the peculiar reality that is this town,
which of course, is no longer, at the centre of the Universe.
Some have described Portsea Island as unfriendly,
cold and unwelcoming.
Life For Rent dispels the myths by introducing you to a
unique perspective of existence within a small community,
daily activity can be a chore and hence movement,
interaction and relationships set aside.
A portrayal of the peculiarity of life as viewed
through the eyes of four characters.
It is said that there are just 175,481 stories within Portsea Island.
This is just one.
If upon any given morning, you climb high enough,
to a point within the boundaries of Portsea Island,
you will notice a desolate city,
albeit barren apart from the flocks of Seagulls
quarrelling over the previous nights offerings of scattered litter.
Occasionally a taxi cab will disrupt the feeding fest,
as it flies at an illegal speed to an early destination.
Oversized refuse sacks adorn the pavement,
emptied takeaway boxes fill the gutter
as stacks of newspapers await collection.
The morning call is a simple glimmer of overhead lighting,
flickering into action as the day emerges.
Refuse collectors and recycling agents begin their daily chore,
meticulously finding the smallest item,
wedged between the gutter and the rear wheel of a parked car.
"Morning beckons as pace quickens,
the day is clearly here.
Quickly moving as once before,
to work we hold so dear.
Forget the night and find your way,
adventure calls upon this day.
Seek new goals and pastures true
and sip upon the morning dew."
The city has a studded nose,
the cathode ray nipple of Great Britain,
almost fooling the innocent,
the uninitiated in all its vermilion moods.
Ice-cream stands, with parks and buses,
the city rides as it dies.
Drunkards turn around give the v sign to monuments,
infecting the vulgar nebula.
Hypnotic in places and privacy is impossible,
living with the big yard in close proximity.
"We find ourselves in quiet corners
of our perpetual lives.
Occurring on a daily basis,
in tune we must survive.
Memories of Portsea Island,
this day was brought to you.
By earnest means and pleasant folk,
who rest before a new."
"Dodge this"
http://bit.do/jzoY
Image:
Video:
https://www.dropbox.com/s/k9h0wgari30gxer/Preview.mp4?dl=0
One Day, One City, One Story.
A story driven by the poetic landscape of Portsea Island,
we observe the lives of four
isolated characters intertwine through chance meetings.
Inspired by 'kitchen sink' drama,
this cinema verity experience examines isolated and perpetual lives.
The city has a renowned military history
and was once was the central east India global trade route,
enabling the rapid expansion of the British Empire.
It is to this end that the city also has a reputation.
It is our humble opinion that you the viewer,
should be allowed a glimpse into the peculiar reality that is this town,
which of course, is no longer, at the centre of the Universe.
Some have described Portsea Island as unfriendly,
cold and unwelcoming.
Life For Rent dispels the myths by introducing you to a
unique perspective of existence within a small community,
daily activity can be a chore and hence movement,
interaction and relationships set aside.
A portrayal of the peculiarity of life as viewed
through the eyes of four characters.
It is said that there are just 175,481 stories within Portsea Island.
This is just one.
If upon any given morning, you climb high enough,
to a point within the boundaries of Portsea Island,
you will notice a desolate city,
albeit barren apart from the flocks of Seagulls
quarrelling over the previous nights offerings of scattered litter.
Occasionally a taxi cab will disrupt the feeding fest,
as it flies at an illegal speed to an early destination.
Oversized refuse sacks adorn the pavement,
emptied takeaway boxes fill the gutter
as stacks of newspapers await collection.
The morning call is a simple glimmer of overhead lighting,
flickering into action as the day emerges.
Refuse collectors and recycling agents begin their daily chore,
meticulously finding the smallest item,
wedged between the gutter and the rear wheel of a parked car.
"Morning beckons as pace quickens,
the day is clearly here.
Quickly moving as once before,
to work we hold so dear.
Forget the night and find your way,
adventure calls upon this day.
Seek new goals and pastures true
and sip upon the morning dew."
The city has a studded nose,
the cathode ray nipple of Great Britain,
almost fooling the innocent,
the uninitiated in all its vermilion moods.
Ice-cream stands, with parks and buses,
the city rides as it dies.
Drunkards turn around give the v sign to monuments,
infecting the vulgar nebula.
Hypnotic in places and privacy is impossible,
living with the big yard in close proximity.
"We find ourselves in quiet corners
of our perpetual lives.
Occurring on a daily basis,
in tune we must survive.
Memories of Portsea Island,
this day was brought to you.
By earnest means and pleasant folk,
who rest before a new."
