Monday, September 24, 2012

Saturday, September 22, 2012

Friday, September 21, 2012

in a nutshell

I SURVIVED.
30 hours of travelling each way, 7 nights in Melbourne.

The conference went great, my presentation was really well received. I was scared shitless before I hit the stage, but once I started talking I owned the place ( like Mike Tyson said The closer I get to the ring the more confident I get. Once I'm in the ring I'm a god :). So yeah, it was all good. I met some great people ...
I met and hung out with the one and only Mike Piscitelli, an amazing photographer and director. Here is one of the videos he directed


it influenced the way I dance tremendously  ... I only do daggering now, that's the only way I dance, haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.(my wife is thrilled about it ! )

Chris Polack was kind enough to show me around the city, thanks man. Sam Wong took me around too, and gave me the last in existence copy of his zine ... thanks kid!


















I'll post some Melbourne shots soon, but in the meantime I need to get over my jetlag, which is seriously kicking my ass.

Saturday, September 8, 2012

Thursday, September 6, 2012

Wednesday, September 5, 2012

Tuesday, September 4, 2012

nyc.




... and again






Somewhere in America in the city at night
We were far from home but you know it's gonna be alright

The unfortunate get prayed on by vultures eyes
86 cents in these pockets of mine
And you can take my money,
You can take my time,
But you can't take my heart it's in the city behind

....


Monday, September 3, 2012

Friday, August 31, 2012

Thursday, August 30, 2012

Wednesday, August 29, 2012

Tuesday, August 28, 2012

Monday, August 27, 2012

Sunday, August 26, 2012

Saturday, August 25, 2012

urbanZOO

My friend Phil just put this out, and it's great. It looks and feels like a real zine, like zines used to be back in the day. Great work kid !






Thursday, August 23, 2012

Tuesday, August 21, 2012

Monday, August 20, 2012

MIKE TYSON | the greatest fighter that ever lived

" While I'm in the dressing room five minutes before I come out, I'm breaking my gloves down, I'm pushing the leather to the back of my gloves, so my knuckle could pierce through. When I come out I have supreme confidence. I'm scared to death. I'm afraid. I'm afraid of everything. I'm afraid of losing. I'm afraid of being humiliated. But I'm confident. The closer I get to the ring the more confident I get. The closer, the more confident. The closer the more confident I get. All during training I've been afraid of this man. I think this man might be capable of beating me. I've dreamed of him beating me. For that I've always stayed afraid of him. The closer I get to the ring the more confident I get. Once I'm in the ring I'm a god. No one could beat me. I walk around the ring but I never take my eyes off my opponent. Even if he s ready and pumping, and cant wait to get his hands on me. I keep my eyes on him. I keep my eyes on him. Then once I see a chink in his armor, boom, one of his eyes may move, and then I know I have him. Then once he comes to the center of the ring he looks at me with his piercing look as if he s not afraid. But he already made that mistake when he looked down for that one tenth of a second. I know I have him. He'll fight hard for the first two or three rounds, but I know I broke his spirit. During the fight I'm supremely confident. I'm making him miss and I m countering. I'm hitting him to the body; I'm punching him real hard. And I'm punching him, and I'm punching him, and I know he s gonna take my punches. He goes down, he's out. I'm victorious. Mike Tyson, greatest fighter that ever lived."