No this is not me. My colleague Kent who is an artist who happens to work at Blurb. Paris College of Art. FLUX Tired at 11AM. Reading at 3AM. One of the worst nights sleep I’ve ever had. Mid trip …
Read: Paris Journal
I smoked my lunch. I’ve given myself a codename for this trip: “Cacahuete,” which I think is French for “peanut.” So I came home late and decided to turn on the television in my rented apartment. Just out of morbid …
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“I can’t believe how beautiful this place is and I can’t believe how much it has changed,” a local friend said(In a good way). “Well, if I see another old church I’m going to throw up” I answered. “All this …
Read: New York Journal, The Lost Rolls Launch
A bit rushed today folks. On the move again. Yesterday was a long day. The New York launch of our massive project The Lost Rolls. The day started early for me, with the glow of the neighboring hotel. So, I …
Read: My Lost Rolls, Paradise, Texas
Tonight is the NYC launch of The Lost Rolls and we are gearing up for a full-on deluge of artistic humanity. The book and magazine are alive and on sale and the fruits of the last few months will be …
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Apparently there is this thing called “weather.” Apparently it’s not supposed to be sunny every single day for the entire year. Apparently “weather” has moved into the area. Consequently, the locals are hidden, birds spontaneously give up and fall to …
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So my wife had a show. In other words the world stopped, tilted on its axis, wobbled, and then began to make corrections. It was only the most important show in the history of humankind. She’s been working on a …
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Yep, this is how it’s all gonna end. A giant red fireball. Megaton warhead. We melt into a fleshy puddle and then find out our entire solar system is a microspec on some space kid’s snotty pillow. Damnit. All these …
Read: My Lost Rolls, Paradise, Utah
Paradise, Utah. There are conflicting stories about how this place acquired the name. Some people say it was the first person over the hill who looked down on the valley and said “Man, this place is paradise.” And then there …
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It has been a long, long time since I’ve been able to do any serious biking. A few short years ago, prior to landing Lyme Disease, I was a decent biker. Now, not so much. Any ride requires weighing the …
Read: On Sale, The Lost Rolls
After many months of work, The Lost Rolls is now in print form. Both book and magazine to be exact. Why two publications? Let me explain the thought process. This project is atypical. Lost film dating back twenty-five-years is discovered, …
Read: Paris in Winter
I’ve posted these images before but it’s been a long, long while, and I have reason to post them again. I’m going back to Paris, and I’m going back during winter. Roughly ten years ago I traveled to Paris to …