i regret that i cannot currently write with giddy joy about our Sundance Film Festival preparations.
i was deliriously happy to imagine staying at Sundance absent the freakshow (courtesy of our cabin's "curious" contents). turns out, my projectionist friend was misinformed and is *not* staying at the cabin (see previous post) but in a cozy, modern condo. this means that mike and i will almost surely be assigned the cabin. not good.
above: one of many "curious" artifacts housed in the cabin. for similar images (and their disturbing histories, visit: The Jim Crow Museum of Racist Memorabilia).