Careful not to get anything on her DENIM at the START of the party, Sheila moved over to the ARBOR. From underneath the drooping wisteria, she looked over at Kylie, eyes focused intently. Kylie looked up, feeling Sheila looking at her, as surely as if an ARROW had been launched in her direction.

Georg’ann

Maeve climbed the rickety staircase at the back of a plain house off Kirkwood, heading up to an audition for some budget film being shot in the summer. Trying out was, for her, an audacious decision. Giddy confidence gave a certain buoyancy to her gait. There was no expectation and nothing to lose.

Later she’d look back and wonder about her judgement, going alone to a strange apartment where she was filmed by a man as he asked her questions about friendship and loss. That was how it always was for Maeve. She had an uncanny sense of personal safety.

In the end she was given a part as an EXTRA. Maeve’s onscreen presence showed her sitting alone on a park bench, knitting a SCARF. The brief shot was framed within a rose covered ARBOR. In the next scene a child runs by with a toy bow and ARROW. MAEVE looks up. Her head turns, as she and the camera follow the boy running exuberantly. Contrasting with the somber mood set before.

Heather