A storm surge hit Montauk this past weekend with some huge waves. Way too much for me, I opted to take some shots instead.
Come experience a dance-exploration into the art of becoming oneâ€™s self as interpreted by seven inspired and inspiring teen artists. The Young Dance Collective hurtles against and through expectations of where they are in the scheme of life. Alert, ardent, open and decisive, this sophisticated company offers a formative investigation that reveals the intelligence and intensity of our youth.
Thursday, June 5th 7:30pm
Friday, June 6th 7:30pm (reception to follow)
Saturday, June 7th 4:00pm and 7:30pm
Sunday, June 8th 4:00pm
Performance Space 122
150 First Avenue @ 9th Street
Very cool the two finally meet and have a passionate discussion about wine on TV!
Strange as it may be… I spent the past week at the SXSW festival with little sleep lots of partying and meeting many, many new friends. What I didn’t expect was that upon my return home to New York, where I anticipated getting some rest, was not going to happenâ€”at least I avoided the @southbyscurvy. I am also trying to catch up on two weeks missed work (FOWA the week before) so I been putting in my 15-18 hour days, that’s cool I am so use to it, it is second nature.
What I didn’t anticipate is the ghosts of SXSW to come haunting me in my very small window of precious sleep, so desperately needed. Every night since my return I have been gripped with a dream that dispelled the class system of: gender, race, intelligence and celebrity status, and formed a world based upon character status of lifecasters (full time video streamers), podcasters and bloggers. These classes status was what everyone was trying to achieve, and was it a hectic, dark time. Swirling, posturing, fighting pushing, shoving to gain a different new social status was/is, (hopefully not tonight) the center piece of my affliction. In my dream the social climbing was intense, lifescasters were the celebrities, the podcasters wanted to be lifecasters and the bloggers were pissed because they had skills (so they thought) that far surpassed the videoers, but were stuck in the lowest class in the system.
I honestly don’t know how this will pan out over time because, this is as far as the dream has taken me. I think what is weird is that the twitters’ never surfaced in the dream, maybe it is because they will and they will surpass all the class status dogmas and therefore rule the content sphere… hmm maybe, maybe not.
I speculate, the worst think you can do is speculate about dreams… especially when they are your own.So if the dream resurfaces this evening, I will be looking forward to another restless night and to anyone who may actually read this can look forward to the next chapter…
Not that I would need to visit it more than once, or twice. d-e-f-i-n-i-t-e-l-y
…but I guess that a one page site that probably never gets updated wouldn’t draw you to it every morning over coffee.
Union Square has been transformed into a winter snowboarding park where tomorrow, Feb 7 the second annual Snowboard Completion will take place, Pretty cool. I’ll try and get some shots of it.
Blue Bottle Coffee at 66 Mint St San Francisco CA. These guys are certainly artists when it comes to the art of making coffee.
Another film by my friend Dan Stoloff has a sneak preview at the Hampton Film Festival, if you are in town that day check it out, I’ll be there. Sunday October 21st at 4pm at the East Hampton UA4 Theater.
Techcrunch reports on the second big name defecting from the labels and “going out on their own”. First Radiohead and now NIN. I think it’s great, the record companies have always made too much money by overcharging the public and underpaying the artists!