So now we must begin. The headache of funding is almost resolved. Someone, she will remain nameless, has come to our rescue and is helping us with the money. Our fairy godmother. The list of people who want to write in the catalogue is growing even though the designer warns me that space is tight. We have a great design team at http://www.importedletters.com/ sensitive to materials and clients alike. But a budget is a budget, they tell me.
‘Don’t get carried away, Roma.’
‘OK,’ I promise. ‘I won’t.’
I am juggling a large number of things at the moment. With the finance almost taken care of there is the guest list. We have invited some important people to the event on June 4th but will they come? Both Paul Whitty and I want as many people as possible on the night. The invitation is almost designed. All we are waiting for is the postcode for the palazzo in Venice. Without a proper address, in the heaving crowds and confusion, how will people find us? Perhaps we need a little map on the back of the invitation? I will phone the designer who is in Paris, with the question. No doubt I will be told,
‘Don’t over do it. Less is more!’
But I am worried nonetheless. Will our budget stretch to a banner? Iceland and Switzerland share the palazzo with us. Undoubtedly they will have a huge budget.
Some things are falling into place though. Paul comes on Friday and we will spend time looking at the clips and listening to his sound track. Calmly. Carolyn our actress was incredible last week. The recording of her voice is near perfect, just a few changes in the text, but she will take that in her stride.
Late last night someone sent me a piece of film footage that I desperately need. It is a piece of reportage of a real event and I have been given permission to use it. Watching it late at night leaves me close to tears. And angry. This project must work. I go to bed to dream of the nightmare of editing! Everything hinges on the edit. Everything. Less is more, Roma. I have a very good editor.
I owe it to the story to get it right.