This week’s homework for the photography is about storytelling: take a known picture, The Marriage Feast at Cana by Hieronymus Bosch in my case, and cut it in pieces telling a story, just like a story board, pretty much a cinematographic experience.
So I took the picture and told the story as straightforward as I could (the text in the picture is in Romanian, read below for an approximative English translation):
- lilt music is coming from the background
- some dogs are playing in the rhythm of the music
- the servants are busy getting plates filled with goodies at the table
- an pouring wine in jugs
- everybody’s partying, joy is everywhere
- a worried servant is coming in a hurry from the kitchen
- someone is informing the groom that the wine was exhausted
- the jugs are empty
- the dinners feel something is wrong and start talking
- the last drops of wine are poured
- the preacher feel there is a problem and do his trick
- the host announce there is no problem and they have enough wine for everybody
- doubtfully, the dinners taste the wine and find it even better than before
- in amazement, start talking about the miracle they just witnessed
- the music continues, even stronger and lilt
- the party continues like nothing happened
I found the story too predictable and thus boring and uninteresting, so I tried another version, telling something different than the old Bible story (again, an approximative English translation below):
- Big wedding in Cana
- a lot of people eat, drink and feel good
- suddenly, the preacher yells "you eat, drink and party, now choke on it!"
- mwha-ha-ha-ha! mwha-ha-ha!
- he do a short hand gesture
- the wine jugs are dry
- servants are coming from the kitchen: the wine barrels are also dry
- people start talking and looking strange at the groom and the hosts
- a wise woman bow to the groom’s ear and say "you can’t stand such humiliation, you have to give to the preacher the right to the first night with your bride"
- the preacher do another hand gesture
- the wine is flowing again
- is plenty of wine, the diners drink it vigorously
- humbly, the host bows before the, nor feared, preacher
- the minstrels dedicate hymns to him
- the servants lump to accomplish all his demands
- the party continues
- but you can feel in the air the fear, the weakness
- even the animals feel uneasy in their play
- the preacher lick his thick lips libidinously
- and the bride cry slowly, accepting her fate and sacrifice. a sour smile: "if he knew what is awaiting…"
- and a conclusion: the story teller of this blasphemy will burn in the fire of Hell for his heresy
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