Ex Requiem Mass

This is a strange account of my life of late… nothing but the creative foment of destruction and upheaval leading one hopes to some greater clarity, order and good. My ex went down to Mexico and let, or asked me to watch her place, move the car, sign for packages, etc. I ended up quite sick and bed ridden in a midnight fever sweat of memories good and bad and the crazy sense that the dead dog was following me around the apartment. Haunting. Meanwhile the studio is nearly as broke up as my love life. Still I know the new year will come with order and a biting cold. Pax

Pot Luck


Press the photo to see the play list for Sunday’s Pot Luck Open Mic. It was our biggest turn out and this time people brought food and drinks (a behavior I really want to encourage people!). Lot’s of old friends and new friends and many perfect strangers. I painted one singer, Carly Howard with ink on piece of scrap sheet rock while other people created a slew of drawings. I hung some on the wall.

From Wall Street To The Tombs

Wanted to try a traveling time lapse. I jerry rigged a tripod with a counter weight to try an make a sort of steady cam jib. A bit more wobbly than I’d hoped. Maybe do it right and do it HD, but I like the idea. We wanted to go from power to prison, but it turns out they will try and take your video if you shoot a NY prison. Luckily me and my partner in crime threw around a whole lot of charm and rescued the shot.

Music Psychopop by Javier Hernandez-Miyares.