So this is cool.

As we mentioned in our Interactor vid — http://goo.gl/XcVtT — Post-Production on any movie requires Sound Design, Film Transfer, Festival Expenses, Editing, Re-Editing, Color Grading, HDCam Transfers, Music Composition, Music Licensing, Animation, Credits, etc.
The list goes on and on.

Little Indie films like ours’ usually get murdered in this part of the process.
The total required for our Post Production was going to be around 50k.

However

Thanks to several extremely generous folks who perform all kinds of wonderful services in Post-Pro, John (my wonderful Producer) and I have struck a recent deal — because we appear to have met some heroes as passionate about our movie as we are.

This is such a HUGE relief and a great gift to Broken Kingdom.

Essentially this total has been drastically reduced.
Now we only require 30k total.

Which means that the total we have raised already is well over half that which is required.

Boom!

We are still closing up this deal - but I am so happy.
I wanted to share this with you guys who have so vigilantly waited and supported ‘Broken Kingdom’.

Many of you donated so readily.
I’m always so touched that you are as eager to see it in the world as I am.

You are rock stars.

That is all.

D

Xx

PS - Please continue to dance naked wherever possible and whenever law enforcement is nowhere in sight.

PPS - These 2 images above are me blowing a kiss to awesome people.
Not a personal war against rising nausea.

Understudy for Navigation System.

Weeping sky and gypsy bed,
Over streets of all unsaid,

A broken window to a cage,
The emperor of empty page.

You scream anthem to the night,
Out across the moon wet plight,
Vaulting over souls of stone,
Who wait for war and wait alone.

The book we wrote was fast asleep,
I tore that song,
I trampled love,
With dirty little feet.

Wading through the cruel debris,
A blind girl whispers to the sea,
On good ships built of dream and bone,
To sail these shadows of the throne.

Waves will strike the naked day,
I will grieve and look away,

When even good is venom too,
Between the ghost and church of you.

The book we stole was fast asleep,
I tore that song,
I trampled love,
With dirty little feet.

She will steal the mirror mist,
Marching over every kiss,

In every room a savage space,
Where thank you fled with my disgrace.

My hands stained with barren truth,
As sand will fall from royal youth,

Bent beneath that troubled globe,
A prisoner in judge’s robe.
  

The book we read was fast asleep,
 
I tore that song, 
I trampled love,
With dirty little feet. 

Fools will stand in flaming rain,
With open palms on open plains,

As traitors wait with branded brow,
To ravage all and kiss the now.

We’ll play dress up Queens and Kings,
We’ll wage war with diamond rings,

We will carry stone and sling,
We will silence everything.

The book we burned was fast asleep,
I tore that song,
I trampled love.


You make me feel like a natural woman.

Yes. I have been out of touch.
**wretched bow of apology**

Busy times at Ridgemont High.

However, I’d like to say thank you to the many who have contributed to Broken Kingdom.

Although we lapsed for a few weeks in there (probably due to my negligence/absence) the money continues to steadily arrive from generous peeps all over the place.

It’s really inspiring and deeply humbling.
This project has been such a massive aspect of my life and the fact that so many strangers are willing to enforce the delivery of this creature into the world, is…kinda…

Bitchin’.
Don’t know what to say, other than —

God Bless and please continue to dance naked wherever applicable.
Xx

D.

PS - I love Tumblr so much.

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