come take an epic trip with me

I just got back from New York. I went for work and stayed for pleasure. A movie that I production designed was at Tribecca. It's called the Perfect Family and people really liked it. It helps that the cast and crew is so amazing.
I decided to stay for a while and check out some museums, walk around central park, eat a bagel or two.
One night, being all alone in the city, I sat in a bar with a glass of wine and worked on some sketches in the dark:

From being on the panel that night, I just remember Kathleen Turner taking the mic and lambasting some guy. She has the longest legs and was wearing a pantsuit that made them particularly lengthy.

I had to keep myself occupied during takeoff and landing on my way home since all my books can be turned on or off. So I drew some stuff from the tarmac and when we were lifting off.

skinny Wisp character...                          my dream house

its a boat made out of a city and it floats around above the world. I'd live on the mast.

I had some time to wonder around central park and visit the Guggenheim and the Met. Pictures below.

My Friend Josh Anderson in the arms of a lovely woman, again....

my new bedroom

Lucas Dunn, the most serious child in the world

Yes, cupid is peeing on Venus.

Now I'm home. But my trip wasn't over. I had to go to Disneyland to finish off my whole trip.

They have a new Tron nighttime dance party. Its basically gogo dancers in Tron outfits dancing to techno. It's also a place for 15-year-old gay boys to make out with their boyfriends. In other words, it's my new favorite place.

More adventures to come.....!

a new chapter

My grandmother passed away on Thursday. She wasn't even my biological grandmother, but I couldn't be close to my grandparents because they lived on the other side of the planet. So, I became rather attached to Jo, my late Grandma. I would send her cards, she loved cards, and I hate them, but she'd put them out and show them off and they meant more to her than jewels. I would also send her flowers that she would keep outside so that they would last for a month, instead of keeping them inside for everyone to see.
It's the idiosyncratic things that make us miss them. It's all the things that you thought was unreasonable, or embarrassing or just generally displeasing that our sorrow attaches to. I'll miss her racist comments, her incessant chatter, her horrible cooking. I will never have these things again.
Mostly I'm jealous. She's up in heaven. She deserves it, she's put in a lot of time on this shitty rock and now she gets to kick it with Jesus, and Einstein. I just want to see her again. She's talking someone's ear off in heaven. It's weird, but I miss that the most. It's so quiet in this house.
We found the perfect place for her remains. I took some pictures of the area. She'd really like it here.

a lengthy shoot, but well worth it

I finished shooting a Range Rover spot. It was a long one. 7 days, somewhat narritive. I'm very excited about the outcome. 

I did, however, bust out the hipstamatic during the tech scouts to snap some shots.

downtown is so pleasant this time of year.

.....don't worry kids. That's a fake rat that I dressed to be dead. Don't call animal control on me just yet.

Yes, that is a seat of trash. Trash seat. So beautiful. Thank you under the 6th street bridge.

The photo below is a screenshot of the bedroom set I dressed. The art is compliments of the ever talented Alex Eckman-Lawn

You can't have a successful shoot without having gangster's line-dancing.

When it is all said and done I had a lot of fun with a lot of cool people, made some new friends, lost some sleep, and got to teach an 80-year-old woman how to shoot a revolver.

Mission accomplished. What mission, I don't know, but some mission somewhere.