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It’s been simply Divine…

The Sound We See: A Baltimore City Symphony premiered on May 26 to a wildly enthusiastic audience at the historic Parkway Theater: a magnificent culmination of a most extraordinary week in Baltimore! Congrats to filmmakers Paris Bishop, Victor Rei Brown, Lara Grantz, Kai Hams, Denzel Mitchell III, Seamus Mogge, Amirah Peay, Dylan Pritzlaff, Sophia Richardson, Adyn Rosenberg, Donovan Simpson, Grace Sutherland, A.W. Taylor, and Rachael Tyler who wholeheartedly dove into this cinematic adventure and captured the resonant complexity of their town and their times so beautifully. Hats off to musicians Quinn Rehkemper (Saxophone), Leo Ross (Saxophone), Odelia Elliott (Electric Guitar), Benjamin Murray (Upright Bass), Daniel Fairlie (Drums) who embraced live improve for the first time and came up with a collective score that brought the house down. This was the first collaboration between the Music and Visual Storytelling departments at the Baltimore School For The Arts and we sure hope it won’t be the last! Experience the magic here.

Big shout out to all the organizations and individuals who made this project possible: Charles C. Baum Film & Visual Storytelling Lead Funders Patricia and Mark Joseph, a grant from the Andy Warhol Foundation for the Visual Arts, Bea Bufrahi, Rosiland Cauthen, Ed Hrybyk, Pat Galluzzo, Sandra Gibson, Joe Giordano, Greg Golinski, Christy LeMaster, Nancy Steiner, Imbie Tamba, Brigid Zuknick and most especially our dear Meg Rorison without whom The Sound We See: Baltimore would never have come to be.

Every project has its challenges… with The Sound We See, it’s not a case of “if” or even “when” but “WHAT???” because it’s always something new! We realize that one of the cartridges that we thought was shot through yesterday was actually jammed and not advancing at all. [Insert sad face emoji here.] Luckily we checked Denzel’s cartridge today with Paolo’s patented Double Dot Test before filming which revealed ANOTHER faulty cartridge. Huh? Time to check ALL the cartridges! Yes, folks, 6 out the 20 in the carton we brought are duds, with the film either not advancing or tearing as soon as the first few feet roll through the camera. What’s up, Kodak Quality Control??? What’s a group of filmmakers on a super tight time frame to do? Call on the Baltimore Witches for a little extra magic so we can just squeak by with the remaining cartridges. If Denzel’s segment in the park and Lara’s ice-cream and mural amble around Hampden are any indication of what’s to come this weekend, it’s all going to work out just fine.

A very Day of the Locust departure from LAX, a turbulent red eye across the country, but Baltimore welcomes us early in the morning with sunny spring weather, green trees and blue skies. Meeting our dear friend Meg Rorison for a tasty lunch and tour of the town in the afternoon makes us feel instantly at home. Tomorrow, Sound We See #24 begins!!!

This morning, we wake up to the sad news that Muhammad–elder, neighbor, friend, formidable chess player, and beloved member of The Photo Gallery community–passed away in the night. Was it just a couple of weeks ago we were filming a scene in the caravanserai courtyard for The Sound We See? Was it just a few days ago we were celebrating the film’s premiere together? Was it just Saturday afternoon he was telling tales about the flea market, his blue eyes sparkling as he talked? We honor a life lived in all its complexity and find gratitude in walking side by side for a moment along the infinite road of existence.

This is a trip that almost didn’t happen. A global pandemic whirling. Emotions swirling. Health afflictions. Shifting restrictions. Heart and mind in a tug of war…eyes glued to statistics on the internet, searching for assurance where no assurance existed.

Shavkat Boltaev, the great artist and great friend to artists, said simply “Come. We are waiting for you.” And the heart won.

Thank you to Susan Katz and everyone CEC Artslink for providing the opportunity, the funding, and the encouragement that set the stage for this journey. Your generous work makes amazing art possible and builds friendships that last forever.

Thank you to the people of Bukhara who welcomed us as soon as we set foot in this holy city…the crossroads of the world!

Thank you to Nuriddin and Zilola, the wonder twins of compassionate creativity. Thank you to our new cinematic family, anchored in the pure soul of The Photo Gallery, whose eyes are always on uplifting and celebrating community.

Thank you Shavkat, Umida, Hofiz, Behzod, Ruhksora, Baby Behtarin and The Cat With No Name for opening up your beautiful home to us and embracing us as one of your own.

We love you all so much!

Sacred sites and shared stories… the magic of the everyday is everywhere.

Tonight we’re climbing aboard the night train for Tashkent, our cinematic compass set for Istanbul.

But that, dear ones, is another story…

Bukhara’s Sunday flea market is what you might call an immersive experience… it’s not so much the overwhelming amount of stuff but more that the vendors themselves somehow become one with the stuff. Layering on some gorgeous gifts from Shavkat, I feel the appeal!

A day in which we attend a tree planting, tour a school, explore the Muslim cemetery, meet some city goats, ride the world’s slowest ferris wheel, pick up some fresh pomegranate juice at the bazaar, are spontaneously invited into a “home museum” in the Iranian section of town dedicated to a family of accomplished Jewish musicians, enjoy an amazing hotdog (grated carrots and beets + mayonaise!), get mobbed by elementary school kids, encounter a toddler with an AK-47, and find our pals hanging out at The Photo Gallery.

It’s one of those brisk sunny late autumn days perfect for walking… We head over to the French Cultural Center Isteza, located in a tiny madrasah with a fascinating history, to meet with our new friend Irina and learn (en français!) about the Center’s diverse resources and programming including an exhibition by another Irina, this one a painter, whose 2016 project 60 Faces of Bukhara includes a beautiful portrait of our own dear Umida, matriarch of Art Guest House USTO! Then it’s on to see how Bukhara youth are organizing to raise environmental awareness and save the world at the EcoChange conference organized by SWS participant Shakhzoda and friends. After an intense Ninja-themed ice-breaker, topics covered included Walking More, Eating Less, and How To Dissuade Your Parents From Throwing Garbage Out The Window During Road Trips. Our short presentation on eco-friendly filmmaking was enthusiastically received and then we ate cake, took a bunch of selfies, and enjoyed a long walk home through mysterious neighbourhoods with beautiful trees, Soviet-style buildings and terrific signage.

The t-shirts are assembled and the certificates are made, the musicians have rehearsed and the plov is cooked, the caravanserai is swept, the tv crew has interviewed everybody and the crowd–filmmakers, music makers, cooks, chess players, journalists, artists, artisans, architects, curators, parents, a baby and Bars the Cat–has gathered in The Photo Gallery… the time has come for the big premiere of The Sound We See: A Bukhara City Symphony! Together we embark on a magical cinematic journey of beautiful images mixed with exquisite traditional music performed by Komil Avezov – Doira (drum), Nodir Jumaev – Nay (flute), Sunnatillo Yahyoev – Ghijjak (fiddle) and Ubaydullo Hakimov – Qashqar rubab (string instrument), augmented by excited whispers and camera flashes. The film is a celebration of a city but, even more so, the people who make this place so incredibly special. Thank you to filmmakers Behzod Boltaev, Hofiz Boltaev, Ilya Viktorov, Irina Berlizeva, Jamshed Kenjayev, Margarita Kolobova, Muhammad Hasanov, Nikita Bobrov, Nuriddin Djuraev, Ravshan Yahyayev, Rukhsora Umarova, Rushana Jabrailova, Shakhzoda Mirakova, Shavkat Boltaev, Umida Xikmatova, Zilola Saidova and the many, many individuals who appeared in the film for sharing the love!!!! After a rousing round of applause and a lively Q&A, there’s much merriment in the form of feasting, drinking, dancing and toasting to a wonderful project and an unforgettable day. And if all this is not enough, back at the Guest House, the evening ends with a concert of Shashmaqam… a centuries-old musical genre of holy songs based on Sufi poetry with its origin in Bukhara. So many gifts, so many blessings…