July 2008
26 posts
I am not a Superhero.
But these people are. Seven people from around the world with extraordinary, some may say super human, abilities. Call it what you will.
I call it awesome.
“Peace,” says the Bush at the bottom of the frame. Ironic no?
Also, please follow this link to what might possibly be my favorite photo of the year.
Look look look!
Thank you Marty Beau for being the love and making me...
Art Fix.
We all love it, but it downright drives some of us. Fantastically.
Here’s my little hump day art installment.
One of my associates directed me the way of Peter Callesen’s work, and I think it’s really quite intriguing. I always love to see different mediums and the avenues of possibility they tend to create.
Callesen works with A4 paper; one of the most commonly consumed types of paper, and...
A Good Way to Get Shot(s).
Last night found us a grappling hook and 20 feet of rope short of getting into some real trouble. Probably for the best. Grappling hooks, lever and pulley systems, suction cups, and other such toys are best left to the pros. Professional or not, however, my cohort and I trespassed all over the city like two stray cats in a dog pound.
We started off near the East River, where a ten foot fence kept...
Bravo.
And everything was exactly how it was supposed to be.
Philip Glass and Godfrey Reggio speaking on stage, answering questions and talking about the making of the Qatsi Trilogy prefaced the screening of the powerful Powaqqatsi, accompanied by Glass’ orchestra. At times, it was all too easy to forget there was actually live music being played as we traveled through the world these men unraveled...
An Event for the Ages.
I was introduced to Philip Glass and Godfrey Reggio by my good friend Matt Glueckert. A young buck whose musical, film, and artistic taste is, more often than not, miles ahead of the curve. Koyaanisqatsi, the Hopi word for “Life out of balance”, was my initial avenue into the world of these brilliant men. A tale of the nature versus technology, composed only of breathtaking images by Reggio and an...
The Roller Coaster was the Revolution.
Was I born this way, or is this some kind of acquired sentiment? Is my excitement for life like coffee, or beer? I didn’t particularly love either of those things back then the way I do now. If so, then I’m not entirely sure when this all started happening. Good thing I’ve kept some kind records, haphazard as they may be.
Peering back into an old notepad of mine, I found a phrase scribbled....
Stand.
This is Aria.
What I don’t know about Aria: Where she’s from, her story, her dreams, where she’s going to be tomorrow, and why she has to depend on strangers for supper. I’ll have to ask sooner or later.
What I do know about Aria: She often sits on the fire pipe on 22nd, closer to 6th than to 7th, she always has her cane with her, her smiles always meet mine halfway, she as a pretty...
Digging to China!!
Wow.
Remember in cartoons, when China was the obvious destination when tunneling through the Earth. Now you can figure out where exactly you’ll actually end up.
You and Bugs Bunny.
From the Townhouse to the Tenaments.
Well, not really the tenaments. Just my neighborhood. God bless it. Holler Mos.
SoHo:
Brooklyn. Across the street from the 477. Roy, Uncle and George(standing):
Good people on my block. More to come. It’s hot baby. It’s hot.
All Things Considered.
Oh, to have as much clout as NPR. Maybe next week.
A few links to a few stories that need some examination on the part of the pensive human. Now’s the time, as a few are a number of days old, but are nonetheless are current candy for the mind’s eye.
Big News: Obama’s Plan for Iraq.
Bigger News: The ICC brings official charges against Sudanese President Omar Hassan al-Bashir
Legendary...
The Colorful Hamptons. In Black & White.
On the Weekend. And Friends.
I had been planning a trip to the Hamptons this last weekend for over two months. I know, a little bourgeois for my style, but I’d never been and was wholly excited about it. Due to some unfortunate, and last minute turns of events, there was a point that I didn’t have any friends that existed out on the long stretch of land that houses the tiny jewels of towns.
It was 4 p.m., I had my bags...
Welcome to NY Matty G.
These pictures would all be really nice if he wasn’t so ugly. More to come.
Smiles.
Drink Volvic Water.
Water is important. Rather vital actually. What a nice way to drink it.
Do good.
Go here.
The Drink1Give10 Campaign.
Image is everything.
I drank last night. My brain hurts. I looked in the mirror this morning and didn’t recognize myself. It wasn’t brain damage. Only yesterday’s much needed shave and haircut.
Is it fair to assume that things with the ability to be altered at any given time, that are transient, and therefore hold no substantial weight, don’t mean as much as permanent fixtures in our lives? It’s an interesting...
Love in Central Park.
Just a few. Starting and ending with Danya.
Afrika Bambaataa in Central Park.
Everyone that exists in New York City should exist in Central Park today.
For real.
Why? Pioneers and descendants of them. Yes please.
SummerStage. Seun Kuti Afrika Bambaataa.
If you don’t exist in NYC, but would still like to hear all this music, have no fear. Pandora Internet Radio can take you there, among many other places.
A great site that takes what you want to listen to,...
A Solid Saturday Checklist.
Do your research. Plan your trips, start checking them off the list.
What a way to see the world.
The Top 100 Wonders of the World.
Awesome. Have fun.
“Okay guys, one more thing. This summer when you’re being inundated with...”
– Dazed and Confused
O Say Can You See?
It’s the Fourth of July. Hooray for our independence. Just remember how fortunate we all are to be able to take a day just to celebrate the fact that we’re sovereign and free from tyranny. Then take a moment and decide whether or not we’re actually free from tyranny.
Then drink your beer and eat your meat.
Despite the hard time I tend to give our country, it’s only because I love it, and...
Give and Let Give.
Thank you Ashley Grand for showing me the way. And thank you, anonymous donor, for laying out $60 million over the next two years for 542 grants to support arts and social service organizations in NYC.
This is where it’s at people. Anybody else gotta small fortune lying around? The call has been sounded.
Read about it here. It’s nice, short and entirely wonderful.
Proof.
That I am alive and other people are too. Happy hump day. :)
Useful Joy.
So, don’t get mad if I say this several times this summer, because it’s going to happen. I know it, and I’m warning you now, so take note.
Yesterday was the best day of the summer so far. Danya and I went looking for water and found a great public pool in the middle of the west village. Under a huge Keith Haring mural, with lounge chairs, a staff full of eye candy, a nice gratis admission, and the...