It always makes me sad to see these remains. The dead buildings seem to echo the anguish of all those displaced and murdered to make way for what exactly, I do not know.

Besides that, it was just nice to take a break from sitting in isolation waiting for time to pass. I left in the late afternoon to head back to the other side of town.

I looked at more cloth that could make for an interesting river background. I had figured out the mechanics for the design that I thought would work.

Having seen the video folks that same friend recommended, I don’t see how I would have fared better with his audio friends. People have all the answers when they are not actually doing the work.

I was very glad to see them take that initiative and with my blessings to adjust the strings and figure out new ideas, they ran with it. We figured out that certain movements will require multiple people to manipulate a single puppet.

So here he was, sitting at this table, a quiet older man along with some more worn, emaciated puppeteers.

I head out early in the morning and hopped on a Daewoo bus to Multan.

I need to keep tabs on all the people involved as well as to do way more tasks myself than I really should be doing, but that is the nature of my resources.

I can’t just dwell on the obstacles if I am going to bring all these elements together and make this film happen.

Certainly, anything can happen to anyone, but once we lock shoot dates, it is not an option to not show up, and can I get these puppeteers to show up for all the days of the shoot?

It’s not much of a life, but the work looks very good. Each day I think, well tomorrow some of these meetings will actually happen and I we can move forward, and I can have some ice cream.

Umar and I went out to look for some material that could be used inside of some cloth huts we are making, to keep their shape.

I ended up walking around afterwards just to clear my head and be out for a while.