It’s fashion week again in NYC. And for all you fashionistas I decided to re-release my short film Les Icon Plastic. It’s a film I shot years ago during fashion week in the winter of 2002. It’s 7 minutes long, so I ask you that you be patient and watch the whole film through because it’s it more than a brainless montage of pretty girls in slow motion. I cut it with a subtle arc and if you let your self be taken by it’s trip, you will find it hypnotic.
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I’ve just completed the first comic I’ve drawn using the classic comic book procedures; A page breakdown; Penciling; And inking with a brush. Practice is good and it’s worth doing. Drawing in my sketchbook is good practice. But I think that I have to take it beyond that. The real practice is the actual doing. If I actually worked on carrying out the ideas into completed projects I think that I would improve faster and get much better. Sketch book practice lacks commitment to the completed idea in my head. It’s hard to focus in the sketchbook. And when I draw, I want to draw for keeps. It reminds me of playing pool. To get better at pool, I felt that I had to gamble. And it’s true. Gambling gives winning a pool game value and therefore evokes a greater personal effort to succeed. The same is true with drawing. It’s always a gamble as to whether I can execute the idea in my head on to paper!
Yesterday I attended the National Park Service Women Life Guard Tournament. Although I was asked to go with the idea that it would be a nice opportunity for me to spend a day at the beach in Sandy Hook N.J. to enjoy the sun ,the water and watching pretty girls bathing in bikinis, I could not help but pick up my camera and become apart of the action. And action was what all these girls were about.
I’m happy to announce that I’ve finally launched a stock photo gallery. Now I don’t want you to think that I’m getting into the stock photo business cuzz I’m not. Ghetty and Corbis have that market already cornered. However, I call it that cuz I take a lot of photos. And I wanted to have a gallery where I could save them and use as a pool of creativity for me to sip from as well as serving a great number of other functions like people asking me if I can email them that random photo I took of them.
What is nice about this gallery is it will work along side this blog forever developing until my death or a fate worse. However, I have to say that it was a long internal debate as to how much I want to make this gallery public or regularly referred to. My main concern was, “do I really want everyone to have access to see photos that I’ve taken that would be considered bad from a professional photo aesthetic? I wouldn’t want to be seen as an amateur! As we all are lead to believe that a professional like Bruce Weber never shoots photos of his family that look like that of an ametuer.
This conflict is the bane of my professional existence… But this is a discussion for another blog post. But as I aspire to be a true iconoclast, I feel that trying to present myself and my work in the truest of manner is the best way to challenge the illusions that bind us to our conceptions in judgment.
I hope that you will enjoy clicking through the galleries.
It’s really difficult for me to be myself. “Who am I?” is an unanswered question that is always distracting me from finding out. In fact the fear of finding out the kind of person that I am is so great that I can never truly act myself because the idea that others wouldn’t get offended seems to me an improbability. However, no matter what, I still seem to offend people and alienate them through my internal struggle between the disguising of myself of the things I fear will offend them and yet still presenting my self honestly. And when I ask myself, “Who am I?” I think that I am someone I don’t like. However, this opinion of myself is only a perception of myself and not who I really am. Although I think that ones desire to not offend, is something to appreciate. Ones total honesty is negative and unappealing. However, I’m still stuck with the question, only now it has become larger and more difficult to discern. “Am I a person that can truly act as himself not knowing who he is?”
A scene from on of my all time favorite films. “If….” directed by Lindsay Anderson staring Malcolm McDowell. When I was working on the set of Basquiat, I was talking with Gary Oldman. I mentioned this film and he told me that it was this film and McDowells performance that inspired him with the desire to act.
This scene, an exploration of sexual attraction through the avant-garde and girl that seems as though she was taken right out of a Fernand Léger painting
This is from the archives
I monitor a drawing session for Spring Studio
This was done from a 20 minute pose.