My roommate, Chris has a fantastic idea. It's going to make him a super-ultra-asset to the world of SUV. Aka, School of Visual Arts. (Jordi calls it SUV. He's a little too Spanish. The other day he said "The Jews are closed." Referring to Adorama.) Please see us hard at work at Nathaniel's studio:
Anyway. We shot the first of Chris' fantastic idea with a Toya field cam, Q-flash and full scuba gear in the middle of Times Square.
It was interesting going and renting that stuff, considering we're both certified. Hell if we remember how to use that crap. But it cost him some bucks. We set up. Had problems locating the strobe connection and the stupid Polaroid back jammed. Brendan was so cold. He's a good sport. And a very good looking guy who gets action regularly. Good job, Brendan.
So we figured that stuff out. In the midst of all the enthusiastic out of towners eagerly asking, 'is there something special going on here tonight?'..we continued testing and met these two awesome people.
Jasmine: Adorable gal who makes rubber band installations around New York.
Daniel: Jumpy camera man born in Zurich documenting Jasmine for German television
Now that's all well and good, but we had to take this freaking picture and dwell with the rubberbander and her crew of one and it was cold.
Police attack! Man, those guys have no idea what the fuck they're talking about! They kept insisting that we couldn't take pictures ANYWHERE in Time's Square, especially on Military Island, or where ever the heck we were..without a permit. Which totally could be true, but they were so rude! They kept messing with Chris on their little power trip. Made me angrified. They were so stupid! All I can think of was the cadets doing jumping jacks below the SVA photo building looking like robots. I was almost convinced that cops were just regular people. Tuh.
We got chased away, it's true. But we made friends with Daniel and Jasmine and went and had some drinks. I'm stoked to hang out with them in the future. Chris is going to do his shoot again and we'll be more successful. I couldn't WAIT to see Brendan in all that scuba gear, though. Man. We just stood around like this instead dreaming of steaming coffee in our bellies.
What am I going to do when it really gets cold!?
I do miss wife, however.
Um, please let Jeffery not get kicked off Project Runway. Dammit.
It's sooo late.
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