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Zut-Alors!

This week at New England Yearly Meeting I met a wonderful new Friend, Jeanne Stern, who although a New England Quaker, currently lives in Austin, TX. A filmmaker and artist, Jeanne has a bright bright spirit. On her excellent and colorful site, she provides samples of her films, art and more. From her bio:
Jeanne Stern creates miniature microcosms with dioramas and film puppetry. Her puppet film "Les Malaventures de Zut-Alors," about Siamese brother and sister Zut and Alors, screened at SXSW and is currently touring with Heather Henson's Handmade Puppet Dreams Film Festival.
I watched the Zut-Alors film today and marveled at the beauty, humor, intelligence and warmth in it. I especially appreciate the audio with its funky little sound effects and music. Watching the film, I thought of my dear Friend, Alex Resare, and his own journey. I think he will enjoy Les malaventures de Zut-Alors.
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Alex Resare said…
Wonderful, just wonderful!
5:28 PM
Annis said…
Hi P! *waving hysterically* I really must get better at reading your blog because everytime I visit it, I feel like I have no way of being able to keep up with everything that's going on. But I hope all is well with you. Love /Anna HP
6:54 AM
Anonymous said…
That film is so charming! I really get into that style.
2:09 PM
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