full steam ahead.

2 new clients. and a sleu of inquiries. It’s going to be the best September yet.

Pics from Dad’s Bday.

I love my family. And along with all those things that took my 29 years to realize. I am so lucky to have them so close. Thank you.

83 years later.

Both equally famous.

a bonus pic.

my father the baller.

more pics here.

Dad. up. dates. date.

papa.

First off. It is my dad’s birthday. 83 years old today. Older than Ted Kennedy, and with all of the shit going on, and with all of his health issues, I am so proud to call him dad. So proud to be who I am because he taught me so. So proud to be his son. So happy that i am seeing him in a few hours. I love you.

up.

When things are rolling, it’s just exhilirating. I’ve been spending very little time at home during “real” hours and getting things done. back at the gym, interviewing. meetings with clients…I HAVE CLIENTS!!! and working the night job. home consists of Walker and Steve and I cleaning, watching good TV, and smoking tobacco cigarettes. The ocassional margarita enters the equations. It’s lookin up baby.

dates.

Even tho I’ve been posting, mainly design stuff, I wanted to write about all the wonderful things happening. Actually Happening.

Paint:

In One month my painting will be available for public viewing for the first time. I can’t wait, I am going to print out some postcards, and it’ll be like going to the mfa, minus the mastery of the actual craft. More info Soon.

Design:

Jesus, What a freaking 2 weeks it’s been. First off, 2 sites went completely live this week, including my portfolio. click for that one. The other one is just as special.

I met Greg Decandia the first day of school. His voice and talent were beyond anything I had ever seen or heard. It was almost humbling to hear his range and talent, and I had no doubt that he would succeed at Theatre, regardless of what path he took. We did our own drifting apart, I fell in love with the wrong girl…her name was rock and roll band, the girl Greg always wanted. He started a “theatre company” in college, complete with a sleu of friends who had many ideas.I was even part of the initial team, and remember trying to secure him performance spaces. Reagardless, people drift away and drift back depending on the tide, and the strength of your stroke (there’s a sex joke in there somewhere). He eventually went to Central America, started theatre there, was in the first national tour of RENT, moved to NYC, and then settled in Philadelphia (Greg, apologies for summing up 10 years in 1 sentence) There he continued his theatre company, slowly building it into what it is today. What is it? It’s Philadelphia’s Only Repertory Theatre Company. It’s a resident company in a gorgeous theatre in the heart of that city (I am putting my feelings for Philadelphia aside, purely for Greg and his cast). He not only realized he had met the right girl, but he actually met the right girl, and I couldn’t be happier for them at this point in his life. At any rate, for various reasons, I found myself in Philadelphia quite often, and began to reconnect with Greg, this led to some discussions, and long story short, I was asked to re-do their website, which was designed by doogie howser…in 1988. So without further ado…here is a snapshot, click on it for the site.The point of this is that the author has been retroactively blessed for having the shittiest year on record. Drifting back is always a good feeling. I’ll be at one of the performances, and I may even have a date. When? Now that would just be silly.

Go check out bckseet. support their kickstarter project. and go to Angels in America!

date.

2 weeks from today. I am going to melt.

Finally.

my portfolio is live.

obviously it’s a work in progress, but i’ll be tweaking it and adding more as the days go on.

click here!

go.

Responsibility Wins.

20-11. Why to you do this to me BoSox?

Responsibility Beckons.

Walker is going to be bringing the good vibes.

Mirror Image.

I had someone wipe the kisses off my mirror.

Oddly, this was the first amount of pain felt, in regards to that chapter, in a long long time.

“la canzone ha rifinito ed ora l’annotazione seguente”

Ok Ok Ok, some sneak peaks.

Concept, Designer, Web Developer

Concept, Designer, Web Developer

Concept, Designer, Web Developer

Coming Soon.

Something Wicked Pt. 1c

Keep on running, running from my love.

It’s so funny how those words can sound so different, depending on what side of them you stand. This classic, awesome Stevie Wonder song has so many interpretations. Literally, some of the words, are “Some gonna get ya, Some gonna jump out the bushes and grab ya” Seriously! This is a blind man saying he’s going to find you, and grab you, even tho “all you wanna do is be a friend of mine” Crazy!!  Because he’s blind! (sort of kidding there)

But we’ve all been there. When the author was younger, and had no idea how to interact with women, he totally found himself in the friend zone zone zone (that’s a literary echo effect). Having been raised to be a complete gentleman, he would cater to every whim and wish, which of course was a complete shock to most women in general. But he didn’t know better and before he could realize he found himself on late night phone calls giving advice to these girl-friends about their boyfriends to be. For those of you that have been there, this is an acute form of torture.

But you trek on.

You forge these relationships and realize that out there, somewhere, there must be someone who can fulfill your needs. You want it so bad that invariably you begin to settle again and again because someone meets some of those things you hold so dear. And the truth is the author has been on both sides of that coin as well. Note to self. If you truly despise country music, skinny jeans and anything having to do with reality television, don’t attempt to date a  22 year old hipster from Nashville. If you think your city, Boston for example, is the best example of American history, and has the best sports teams…ever, don’t date a girl from Philadelphia, because the jabs will actually get to you. At first you’ll smile and compromise, as long as the head is still coming, but eventually you’ll look at the Eagles, Phillies and Sixers with contempt. The thought of those subpar teams being held in any tier similar to The Patriots, Red Sox and Celtics will drive you to sleepless nights, even if the sex is still mind blowing (see, another pun) If you hate cake, don’t date a baker, even if she thinks you’re the coolest thing since…sliced bread…

The author at this point feels he has digressed into two separate subjects here.

An apology is due to the reader, as it’s not fair to take you on a tangential adventure of this nature.

Did you know that tangent comes from the Latin tangens, the present participle of tangere, “to touch.” In other words, it means “touching.”

How does a man not settle? The author has thought long and hard, and after many many calculations he has come up with a complex series of equations that once and for all can answer this.

Are you ready?

You can’t.

You must settle.

Life is about settling. Some folks settle for first place, some folks say that you’re really really fine.

There is no other choice. You must settle for someone with things about them that you just don’t like. You’ll ignore them at first, for anywhere between 6-15 months, during the “honeymoon” phase. But slowly they’ll come into focus. A crooked tooth, a little too much fat round the waist, A penchant for contradiction, A whistle sound whenever a word has an “S” in it, I could go on.

I will.

The ability to have an opinion on everything, the thought that they actually understand baseball (this includes you Amalie Benjamin). Cutting your bro time in half, girlevery 2 weeks. Romantic comedies, Sex and The City (we watch it ladies, it’s called Entourage) And many many more.
Like chewing food like a starving horse, spending daddy’s money like the author smokes cigarettes,  having to be on the phone more than 4 times a day, needing to have that goodnight, tuck in call, morning wake up call.

Now before NOW burns the author’s house down, understand that most of the above are traits the author has been guilty of at one time or another and now hates about himself. Understand that, eventually, it’s not going to get any better, unless you hire a girlfriend experience, become a millionaire, you need to realize that any of the above things PALE in comparison to the love that you can find with that person.

Listen to me carefully, if you think you are better than any of the above mentioned, or anything in the same vein, you are retarded.

The author has thrown away amazing, or potentially amazing relationships because of this. And to be fair he has been thrown away as well for some of the same reasons. That’s not to say that relationships only fail because of this. These are just great to write about.

Some folks say that you’re really, really fine,
All you want to be is just a friend of mine,
But I know, the man your with gonna break your heart,
And you’ll be sad real soon, yea.

Back to running, and the keeping on of it. You may not know it, but your soul mate may be the greatest person for you. You may not know it but the answer may be right next to you when you cry about how Ted, from the investment firm broke your heart. When James the poet, tells you that you have hemorrhaged his heart cavity and he must find orange-creativity in another shell of life, 2 things. 1. James is Gay, and 2. Who is that person you tell first? If he or she is of the opposite sex (or same if you’re into gay), then chances are you should really explore that option.

I did, and for almost 2 years thought I was the happiest man on earth.

Don’t discard the power of friendship. Don’t take it for granted.

And stop running. Please. You’re gonna get tired and some won’t follow you that far. The author almost did. Thank god his shoes weren’t expensive enough.

To be Continued…