Tonight was the opening night of THIN AIR, Winnipeg International Writers Festival. Meant to be at the Oodena at The Forks Market, the event was rained out at 5:00 am, when it stormy stormed.
Though that's not entirely true, because it was the storm that was supposed to break mid-evening that pre-emptively rained out the event, moving it inside the Forks Market itself.
Having the event inside the Forks didn't seem to affect anyone but me - in that I couldn't stop thinking about Bindy's, two stalls over - as over 150 people showed up and sprawled over the space available (for the record, blue/brown plastic stacking chairs pulled from storage and also foodcourt wooden chairs, a pair of which weighed more than Perry Grosshans, WIWF General Manager).
It was a prop-heavy night, with bicycle jerseys, signboards, three-year-old children, and, of course, my video camera, as I was recording a time-elapse video.
The camera was taking a still image every two seconds, but WIWF staff, nervous, flighty creatures, kept fleeing from the camera, not knowing that they wouldn't be noticeable unless they stood in plain view for a minute or more.
As I walked away from the Forks Market, tripod under one arm, extension cord under another, flashes of lightning played across the sky. It was the most reasonable/pleasurable rain delay I'd ever experienced....
And so, for your viewing pleasure, the two plus hours of Voices from Oodena, compressed down to, well, two plus minutes...
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