I almost forgot how much I love Buff Dis. If you have beef with street art, you can't really get too pissed at this guy; all his work is done in masking tape. I'm partial to this SF piece... gotta represent. Pluuus, how effing rad is his name!?! Crafty fellow.
My friend has been doing the Peace Corps thing in Micronesia and took this rad photo; not even photoshopped! Shiiit. He gets to check out coral and palm trees and the coolest thing I have seen all day is an impromptu dance party in the back of some caddy rolling down 3rd (working in the hood has its own merits too, I guess.)
Buut, at least I may get to go stop by the incredible Monica Canilao's spot/shooting range tomorrow in Oakland. Her artwork is amazing and style even better. I secretly kinda wanna be her (just kinda).
is one of my fav photographers and also just did the shoot of our founder (robert williams) for his portrait in our upcoming issue dedicated to him (the image directly above was actually in our last photo issue as well). I can't give away details yet, but I do so love the consistent use of wigs by Alex in all her shoots. Makes me wanna rock a wig on days other than Halloween.
Seems like everyone is picking apart Annie Leibovitz these days. I, for one, have a great love and appreciation for her work. I don't think it's overrated and I don't think her massive financial woes are solely a symptom of poor money management. Annie's an artist. And that means she's kinda weird and intense.
When I think of Annie Leibovitz, the name alone instantly brings to mind dozens of iconographic photos the world has come to recognize and love. How, then, could such an influential and significant photographer reportedly be in debt $24 million? We know the economy is tough, but this issue is far more deeply rooted than a few bad investments. We're not excusing excessive real estate purchases, but Annie’s money woes rip to the heart of an artist’s temperament and years of personal and artistic challenge.
There's an great article in NY Mag on this here. I spent way too long reading it today.
The beautifully difficult thing about being a sensitive and passionate person (something I even hate to admit to myself) is that things affect you. I can get really happy, really frustrated, really fascinated and really sad. Sometimes all at once. But I've learned to appreciate the nuances of life, attempting to extract the value of every moment, emotion, influence and thought for what it's worth.
Sometimes I get caught up in all I have to do at work or things I should take care of and I get pissed because I know, in essence, it doesn't really matter and I'm being pulled away from my true self. But what makes me really sad are the people who don't have these extreme feelings. The ones who go through life day to day not really thinking or feeling, whether it be pain or exultation.
Naturally, I got really excited when I first saw the trailer for Spike Jones' Where The Wild Things Are film. Then I watched the second trailer today and loved it just as much. The beauty of this book and subsequent film lies in its disguised simplicity. It's a basic children's book, but the story is so filled with hope and empowerment. That is something I think anyone can relate to, or at least appreciate.
I love when the monster Aaron says to the kid Max, “This is gonna be a place where only the things you want to happen, will happen." and Max replies, "We can totally build a place like that.” I feel like that all the time, this little idealistic notion I keep tucked away for the days I feel lost or lonely.
“This is all yours, you’re the owner of this world.” True dat, Aaron. True dat.
...changed my life today. I normally devour NPR on a daily basis, but their podcasts can be somewhat hit or miss. The New Yorker Fiction Podcast is my new jam. It's like being read stories by a really good storyteller, but while you're at work doing other stuff you're actually paid to do.
Got to hang out with Mac yesterday! It's always super fulfilling to get to meet my favorite artists and Mac is definitely one of them. His new work is aaamazing and he even let me interview him with my new Flip camcorder (which I'm obsessed with now).
Such a rad guy. So soft-spoken for hanging out with such a hard crew.
Got to go to a private party with the GZA last night at Elbow Room. Shit was so tight. We were up in the very front and he even stuck his microphone in my boobs. Open bar too. Not feelin so hot today. But hell, that's how you party on a Wednesday night.
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