Foley: March 2009 Archives
I am currently in Savalas doing the foley for I Love Luci. So I thought I'd do a live blog to cover the event a there is quite a bit of sitting about and just watching for me in this process.
I am away from my on computer so you'll have to do without photos for now I'm afraid. I'll try and describe what's going on:
I'm sitting in a booth with the sound recordist watching little snippets of the final cut pop up on the screen. We watch it back and forth and the foley artist decides on what kind of implement is best to match the sound of the picture.
Our booth has a huge window looking on to the foley artist in a studio that is not too dissimilar to most sound studios, but, it has pits in the floor with different types of road surface, floor surface and anything else you might find underfoot. There is a back room with bikes, cutlery, pots, different kinds of shoes, cloth, glass, metals etc etc. All necessary for replicating the rich tapestry of sounds that surround us every day as we wonder through the world, and of course for making sounds from other worlds too.
We will be spending the next few hours shaking old bike frames, rattling tea spoons and rubbing bits of leather against and an old shirt. We even have a dog we can record of necessary.
I am away from my on computer so you'll have to do without photos for now I'm afraid. I'll try and describe what's going on:
I'm sitting in a booth with the sound recordist watching little snippets of the final cut pop up on the screen. We watch it back and forth and the foley artist decides on what kind of implement is best to match the sound of the picture.
Our booth has a huge window looking on to the foley artist in a studio that is not too dissimilar to most sound studios, but, it has pits in the floor with different types of road surface, floor surface and anything else you might find underfoot. There is a back room with bikes, cutlery, pots, different kinds of shoes, cloth, glass, metals etc etc. All necessary for replicating the rich tapestry of sounds that surround us every day as we wonder through the world, and of course for making sounds from other worlds too.
We will be spending the next few hours shaking old bike frames, rattling tea spoons and rubbing bits of leather against and an old shirt. We even have a dog we can record of necessary.
