Hold my phone...

A few years ago I switched my focus back to art and developing my skills of drawing from imagination. I was the happiest I'd been in years. I wasn't partying incessantly, I was coherent, I was present. I was also only making enough to barely cover bills. I didn't make the leap to full time "freelance artist." The project I was very excited about came to a halt and my creative partnership has been on indefinite hiatus. An investment I made is growing and hopefully will be able to afford me some financial freedoms to pursue my art with passion untethered. A recent switch back to focusing on fitness training is as rewarding as it's ever been but not fulfilling.
One of my earliest memories I can recall, I used to build structures with these oversized cardboard bricks in elementary school. I would build them as tall as I could, as elaborate as I had cardboard. Then I would knock them down.
I've been extra moody lately. Stan Lee is not doing well I hear. When I was a kid I told myself I needed to meet him one day. I wish him well. But it was a reminder how far off I am from my pure goals. My childhood goals. Not the same as my adult goals which are more consequential.
I'm a firm believer in never giving up. My story isn't over. My inner child still begs for immortality. I need time to accomplish all that I set out to do before I had any idea how the world works. I still don't. 

LoveInBrooklyn

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Trust is like a vase...

Friendships are built on trust. 

It may take years to build this trust. To mold and shape it like a vase.

Much like a vase, this trust may be fragile. Which, over time, may be chipped, cracked or completely shattered.

It's possible to mend the shattered trust. Carefully placing the shards together and the result is a vase very similar to what was.

Yet it is different. Never the same vase.

It is still a vase. 

It may still function. 

Due to sentiment it is kept. Albeit stored away. Rarely touched. 

Remembered. 

Yet, rarely touched. 

Replaced by a new vase, perhaps. One devoid of cracks albeit without the history of the previous vase. The new vase cannot replace the one of old. They will both serve their purpose, however. 

Hedgehog's Dilemma

Introspect is my most frequent bedfellow. Times have been tough this pas few weeks. The people expected to be there, in only by showing concern as a proxy, have been scarce to absent. It's been those least expected to shower love with no strings. Sometimes it's as though I'm repeating behavior from my high school years. Days are much longer when spent sober consecutively. Since I have no job, I have plenty of time to myself. Once allocated primarily for nursing hangovers, I know think about everything around me.

That's all for now...

LoveInBrooklyn

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Gotcha Day

I went to a rock show and came home a daddy

Introducing Edmound Xavier Arthur. rescued January 21, 2010.

it's been several days now and I feel like a father with a newborn. i worked at Beauty Bar Brooklyn last thursday which hosted the preparty to Kick out the JMZ - a local Brooklyn band outlet started by a couple buddies of mine. several drin-- hours into the show my boy Broke MC shows up with a dog in need of a home. The party goers were entranced only between sets and no one stepped up to the plate when Broke said he was unable to keep/care for the dog do to his building prohibiting pets.

Edmound, his name agreed upon by Broke and I, immediately took to me and so it was.

Edmound has changed how I approach the day. Countless walks and hours spent together, him sleeping next to me at night, our first couple spats and our first trip to the local pet store together has constituted nigh-entirety of my life since we met.

this story shall continue

LoveInBrooklyn

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over it before it began

today started with yesterday never ending. I worked until 5 am then
went back to the opera house to chill with the leftovers of this month's Kick out the JMZ.





that lasted til about 6am. then I remembered I had brunch plans so I forced myself to bed. I awoke around noon and had to book my flight to LA. then brunch at Grey Dog in Greenwich Village. then I hopped over the New Museum to catch the David Goldblatt exhibition, "Intersections Intersected."

Goldblatt's work concentrates on the quotidian aspects of South Africa during the apartheid and shortly thereafter. it was very intimate. if I weren't so exhausted I would come up with something more thoughtful to say.














when I got home I tried to take a nap and that didn't happen. everyone decided they wanted to give me a ring as soon as I put my head down to rest.

I gave up on the nap and went to my buddies' Matt and Rebecca's House Warming for a bit before work. I had a few glasses of wine and great conversation and made my way to work. now I'm stuck at the door dreaming of sleep and dealing with drunk Williamsburg wannabe hipsters. over it.

too much attitude with too little substance.

…LoveInBrooklyn…

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-- Post From My iPhone

for the early birds

today was somewhat eventful. I managed to get out of bed around 8:30 and made myself my typical breakfast of eggs-in-a-hole. read a little o he New York Post which reminded me I needed to drop kids at the pool before my run. had a pretty good run followed by an intense core workout at the gym. paid some loans. had back and orth emails regarding my trip to LA.... looks like I'm headig out right after labor day. worked on the computer a bit. did some laundry. me up with Jerrit at a shoot for Sugarcraft. came back home. made dinner than cranked out a poster for the party I'm hostin t beauty bar next weekend. now it's time for bed. brushing my teeth and some light reading and sketching than off to bed.


I get so much more done when I wake before noon.

i barely had time to Twitter my twats…

LoveInBrooklyn

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-- Post From My iPhone

my first remote post

chillin outside Beauty Bar. doing te door thing. just accosted by a neighborhood drunkard. I have no clue why people insist on telling me their friend "is good" when they donthave ID. I work the door. I get paid a great hourly rate to do a few simple things. don't waste my time with your senseless entitlement you prick. show me your ID and we're done here.

the music is bumpin and I'm feeling it. The Beatards are spinnin and it's sounding pretty good right now. it's 23:56
and the crowd is fluctuating but the vibe is strong.

te weather is sticky humid and I'm still hungover from last night. haven't partied much lately so going hard for one night is cool. I guess. I slept most of the day away. I'm getting old I guess. definitely not recovering like I used to in college.

I'm looking to head out to LA in the next month to find representation. things have been picking up here in NY but I'm gonna follow the advice of a fellow model who says I'm concentrating too much of my energy on one market. I sent my new comp card to a buddy out there and one agent is interested in meet me so that's a good sign.

I'm mad hungry...














the DJ is killin it tonight.

...LoveinBrooklyn…

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