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Making of Mini-Movie - “Hi.. I’m Satyu”

Hello friends !! To start with this documentary movie, I knew only one thing.. that I wanted to make this 10 min audio-visual presentation on Autism & nothing else – how to make a movie, how to shoot/ record, how to write a script for it, which software to use & who’s gonna feature in this.. nothing.. I was clueless !!!
I started with getting a brand new 12.1 MP camera, then writing a rough script… went through many websites in order to learn how to use Sony Vegas n Windows Moviemaker & other softwares .. followed by hunt for Autistic child/person who fits in the script.. Through word of mouth.. my masi’s friend Mrs. Bina Modak volunteered to help me out.. She is a great lady indeed!! ( A epitome of truthfulness, straight forwardness, down to earth & very helpful nature. A lovely mother of a lovely child- Satyajit .. who now is 21yr old autistic adult. ) She volunteered to be a part of my movie featuring herself and her child – Satyu.. A Brave Mom !! She helped me with movie making by arranging a meeting with a DJ who being busy just taught me to use Windows moviemaker n Sony Vegas, Script metering, recording/ shooting with digi-camera & lighting.. in one meeting.. wow.. my small mind tired to hold on to as much info as possible..
After this, started the actual movie- recording. Bina Aunty is excellent orator,, but camera shy but managed finally with many retakes and patch works.. of cutting off—“aaa”ss. Well speech part was done easily.. Here, I would like to say.. this tested my patience a lot for “editing” for it was actually “head-eating”.
The difficult part was to shoot Satyu. He is hyperactive & very intelligent… camera shy like his mom.. Finally after many spontaneous & hidden recording, I managed to take a video of him working at Sheltered Workshop..
Finally came the complying part.. editing, special effects, background noise editing (helped by my junior)., transitions between one video and other..& many things.. It took more number of days than the above things..
But I finally managed satisfactorily with my first mini documentary movie of 9 mins named “ Hi.. I’m Satyu”..
I made 2 different versions of this: one for Inter-college OT audio-visual Presentation competition at 59th OT Foundation Day organized by OT Training School & Centre, Seth G.S.Medical College.. (got 2nd prize) and another one for 47th All India Occupational Therapy conference : EMCON’10 held at Ahmedabad.
To Sum it all, It was great learning experience in all aspects- my outlook, my personality etc changed.. It was growing up experience..
Thank you Bina Aunty n Satyu.. for being a part of my life now……..

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-js0WckptxE link to youtube loaded same video.. Hi.. I'm satyu..

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