Vine
People. I’m deep deep into Vine. It’s so casual, quick and easy to just pull out the device I am already carrying, and just capture 6-second glimpses into the daily experience – without the option to overthink or overedit. I am reflecting the moment I’m in. Sure, I’m looking for decent shot compositions, cut patterns,...
The DMV is awesome.
OK fine, the DMV is actually a desperately sad place where we all witness, first-hand, a demonic floorshow of brutal bureaucracy at its most grotesquely mundane, carried out by legions of miserable and uncaring foot soldiers to the delight of no one. Awesome is a strong word, but in my attempts to come from a...
Artist Series (by Hillman Curtis)
I’ve admired designer/director David Hillman Curtis since back in the Flash days, when he was doing beautifully polished web work that revealed to me time and again what a ham-handed design amateur I was/am. I discovered these amazing videos he made about creative people. It’s the kind of thing that makes me care about commercial...
Metropolitanical
Earlier in the Summer still – before the (latest) baby came, I made it a point to carve a moment out of a precious weekend day and try to refresh my inspiration station up at the Metropolitan Museum of Art. I needed some juicy fuel to fill my empty creative slop-bucket and decided to go...
Brooklyn is the new China.
Did you know that the largest “chinatown” in NYC is actually in Sunset Park Brooklyn and that it used to be “Little Norway” but it isn’t anymore? We spent some time there during the Spring as we paid an old Chinese lady to stick needles into my wife during this most recent pregnancy. She prescribed...
An accidental picnic.
This is now super old news, but back in March we got into a car accident. A guy decided he wanted to take a sudden left turn and discovered that this was where we were driving at that time. It was pretty sudden and scary. Three tiny kids in the back seats and my...
The latest lately.
It’s been awhile. I used to find time to write at night a couple times a week, but for months my workdays have been so creatively/mentally/metaphysically challenging that by the time I pull in from my Nascarrish commute at 8 or 9, I’m wiped. I have nothing for anybody. This is what I see if...
