Nick endures more tests with smoke and wardrobe and hair for his upcoming role as Nicabob, a fictionalized version of himself, in our newest project. He has been inhabiting and developing this character for eight years; he always brings something new. Robert Altman said that filmmaking is largely in the casting. Nick has cast himself onto YouTube. Now he is real. Now he is a fiction. Remind me again the difference. #hybrid #storytelling #smoke
This picture was taken with the camera that Clint and the gang gave us. It captures three places in one frame. It produces a document of time travel down Royal St (just off of Elysian Fields), and I remember thinking: I’ve been here before, and before, and waiting for the bus, and with Chris and Kelcy May, and on my bike, and before when I was little and we were going to eat on Esplanade Ave. I’ve passed these walls … Read More
This saucy lady poses right inside Gene's Curbside Daiquiris, which is right around the corner from where we stay. We've been getting our Daiquiris here since Gerard showed us it was here. Gerard is my sister's husband and grew up in the Marigny, so he knows a thing or two about Gene's. This is a neighborhood place. It's where the adults get their adult snowballs. All year long. #daiquiris #nola #marigny
Apparently, the most popular daiquiri at Gene's on the corner is the mixture of these four. If you zoom in, you can see the alcohol you are mixing: peach schnapps, 151 rum, vodka, and (again) peach schnapps with some grain alcohol thrown in. This drink is called What the f? Gene's daiquiris are not for lightweights, so I take a pass. It's Sunday. I am content to sip on P.J.'s plain old Pina Colada frozen rum drink. Yum. I will … Read More
Barclay waits for the post bath towel down. She is so fluffy. When people see her on the street, they say: she's so fluffy. Three soaked towels later, we decide she's toweled enough. Then, there is the routine of rolling in the grass for a bit, then a short walk to sun dry the coat. #bathtime #shaggydog #fluffydogs
I’m doing 8 different things at one time. You know this is not wise. Here is the backyard after the big rainstorm has settled in good. Now I search one device for weather patterns. Now I am on the phone. Now on my computer, I search for footage. Too many things distract me from what is important: the rain, the friend on the phone, my breath.
Here I have entered another frequency. Slipped through and photographed in the middle of… I don’t have the language for it. Maybe you think this pic’s been altered, but you would be wrong. All images are truths. Have you been following what the physicists are up to? They are discovering whole new worlds. They have opened up time and space. Truly, this is a miraculous place!
This place is around the corner from where we stay. It's been around for ages, and old man Smith runs it himself. Dressed in his dark blue onesie and limping to change a tire on a '77 Dodge, I saw him just last month. Then nothing. Closed for business. Even the freaking anarchist wannabes have smashed all the glass. Last night, I stumbled home after a 16 hour shift. The ghosts have taken up residence. I approached them from the … Read More