made this film for my good friend and one time co-worker and music teacher Margaret Hancocks. Margaret is a brilliant flutist, I know a lot of people say stuff like that but it's not just my personal opinion as during the 70's she was celebrated as Australias premiere orchestral flutist in Europe and, among other amazing things, headed the Australian School of Music Woodwind divison. I met her when she was rehabilitating back into the workforce after her music career was cut short when she was institutionalised with bi-polar. I got to learn a lot about the illness during the time we worked together, notably that she is "plum crazy and has the government signed certificate to prove it". Yes, she has a wonderful sense of humour.
I guess this film is about what I've seen of people suffering from manic-depression rather than about the illness itself. I didn't really want to detract from the simplicity of the story so I didn't exactly spell everything out, so if you don't understand why I included something just ask and I'll explain what I was getting at.
If you are concerned about depression or someone who has depression you can always go here (Oz) or there are some links on this lovely persons page (USA).
Couple of apologies, firstly, I made this for the festival screening and it's not really suited to the small scale screen above, you'll have to take my word for it when I say how absolutely brilliant it looks on the big screen. Secondly, I couldn't find the final sound mix version (I have a suspicion it was on my old, now defunct, PC) so the sound levels between some of the scenes are a little dodgey. Ah well, if you want to see perfection, go look at an egg.