Two girls asked me, and proceeded to give me the designated phone with the camera set to selfie mode. I went to take a picture, the blonde saying and laughing, “I guess you can take a picture of yourself.” To which in my indignation I replied, “I’m sorry, I thought I was taking a picture of you, with my sign.”
Millennial psychology is pretty twisted, sometimes. Continue reading Feelin’ It: on Bernie, NYC, and turning 30
I began my trip at MOMA. I went straight upstairs to view the Magritte exhibit. The gallery was full of chattering French people, and every minute or so I floated back to the summer I spent in Paris, when I walked alone through the Musee d’Orsay, soaking it in. The bizarre landscapes and subversive humor in Magritte’s canvases proved to be a perfect warm-up to … Continue reading Steven: Making the Film
“The creative process has more than one kind of expression. There’s the part you could show in a movie montage — the furious typing or painting or equation solving where the writer, artist, or mathematician accomplishes the output of the creative task. But then there’s also the part that happens invisibly, under the surface. That’s when the senses are perceiving the world, the mind and … Continue reading On the Creative Process
I met Wesley Flowers on the 4th of July in Venice. I was having beers & some delicious home made chile verde (Merci, Mr. Incroyable!) when in walks this bearded gentleman from Tennessee. There were various parties going on in the building, and he came downstairs because he heard someone had a stand-up bass in their living room. And so the guys geeked out about … Continue reading Venice Symphony Orchestra Sept 16th at Electric Lodge
