“We flock into town in clusters: directors, cinematographers, sound recordists, producers. We, editors, stretch our legs after a three-hour flight along the Frobisher Bay shoreline and knock on the ships, tug, and sailboats. Some of them are carcasses, looking as though they haven’t sailed in decades. Giddy at the strange hues in the air, the rare sight of sealskin stretchers and mushing sleds just lying around in people’s backyards, we’re also aware that a gang of editors is not a naturally occurring phenomenon, and appreciate the gold in it as we plan the upcoming workshop.”
~by Carrie Haber: Stories From Our Land: Iqaluit Log (Part 1)
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“We flock into town in clusters: directors, cinematographers, sound recordists, producers. We, editors, stretch our legs after a three-hour flight along the Frobisher Bay shoreline and knock on the ships, tug, and sailboats. Some of them are carcasses, looking as though they haven’t sailed in decades. Giddy at the strange hues in the air, the rare sight of sealskin stretchers and mushing sleds just lying around in people’s backyards, we’re also aware that a gang of editors is not a naturally occurring phenomenon, and appreciate the gold in it as we plan the upcoming workshop.”