I'll be the first to admit: I don't follow fashion– not in an active pursuit, anyway. I enjoy flipping through the glossies during my pedicure and I've always loved fashion photography, but most of my (limited) pool of knowledge over the past ten years can be attributed watching Sex and the City. I've had a… Continue reading CFDA Fashion Awards
I'm on-site at Alice Tully Hall (Lincoln Center), working on the CFDA Fashion Awards, which glittering event shall be transpiring this evening. I've been working on the design and animation of the stage projections for the past month, but this is the first day we are actually on site, working with the physical set. There… Continue reading I’ve got a crew laminate
That is to say: I can't resist putting up some more teases. An archipelago off the coast of the Kingdom of March (mechanical pencil; cold pressed paper) A cartouche in progress... (mechanical pencil; cold pressed paper) A compass rose comprising multiple locational systems: (digital; hot-pressed recycled paper) 90º meridians for points of the compass; 30º… Continue reading A world in progress: macro
It's June. June 13th, to be specific. That's 06/13/09 (for us Americans) or 13.06.09 (a more sensible approach; day-week-month, or: specific-to-broad, in terms of increments). Here's what I'm talking about: I feel (for my part) that over the past few weeks (well, maybe six or seven) I've finally gotten a handle on things– on how… Continue reading always this is how the year progresses
The flora around the city has gone mad with delight from the abundant rains we've had– the streets lush and green. A bike ride yesterday into Ditmas Park, and the plane trees looming well above the rooflines in some streets– cathedral ceilings of shade and flickering leaflight. Last night a piano party at a friend's… Continue reading roses and brownstones
Etymology: coined with an obscure meaning by Edward Lear Date: 1871 :a sharp-edged fork with three broad curved prongs image of a bakery window in Nyack, NY Here is one from my own collection; sterling and impossibly ornate.
Today's essay from Mr Keillor was a good'n. An excerpt: It was so much more than what we deserved to hear, which is true of art, a lavish gift of the heart that shames pretense by its outrageous generosity.
Some interior shots of the beautiful and expertly tiled Weather Up, on Vanderbilt Ave in Brooklyn. Ben and I stopped in on Saturday evening, having not been back since last May when my dad was in town. Ben ordered one of their specialty cocktails and they go for the true mixologist flair. Very nice. We… Continue reading images from the weekend
For the few: a sneak peek at the work in progress. This is merely a tiny sketch (about business card size, folded) for the sake of layout, mind– (Who knows what the end result will look like?) There is much to design and draw! Time for such undertakings still a few weeks off– But rest… Continue reading electro.calendarmap.twenty.ten.
Yesterday went to the small park-outside-the-park where the neptune fountain is; shot some footage of the water ripples and snapped a few of the man himself. Laughing, maniacal; trident-wielder in the spray. I think I'm coming down with the same under-the-weather/cold that ruined Ben's weekend. Just in time for the ramping-up of this project, too.… Continue reading waiting on a render…
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