I KNEW THAT SOMETHING WAS AFOOT … THAT THE GODDESSES WERE GOING TO HAVE THEIR OWN WAY WITH ME … THAT ‘MY’ FUGITIVE STAG WAS GOING TO LEAD ME TO PLACES I WOULD NEVER HAVE IMAGINED …

AND THEN THE UNEXPECTED METAMORPHOSES. I BECAME THE FUGITIVE STAG. THIS MORNING, FOR THE FIRST TIME, I FIND MYSELF EHCHOING THE WORDS OF OVID, VIS A VIS THE TALE OF THE FUGITIVE STAG, HIS OPENING WORDS:

"My intention is to tell of bodies changed
To different forms; the gods, who made the changes,
Will help me - or I hope so - with a poem
That runs from the world's beginning to our own days"

NEEDLESS TO SAY, I ADD 'THE GODDESSES' 'WHO MADE THE CHANGES" ... AND MAY THEY  CONTINUE TO HELP ME WITH MY FILM ...