I need a roommate!

My roommate is moving out and I need someone for JULY 1st! I have a wonderful and charming 2bd apartment in Greenpoint Brooklyn with a backyard and roomy livingroom. I have the best landlord and it's in a quite Polish neighborhood. I need to find someone ASAP! Please be my roommate, or help me find someone that can! THANKS!

What I love

Daria Tessler, Brooklyn

http://www.animalsleepstories.com/


Evan B. Harris, Portland

http://www.myspace.com/evanbharris


Viner, New York City

http://www.vinerstudio.com/


Elizabeth McGrath, Hollywood
http://www.elizabethmcgrath.com/

DEVOTCHKA!

Such a beautiful and amazing show. I'd been dreaming to see them for years, they were more than I could imagine. Nino and I were out of our minds with excitement and on the verge of tears the entire show.. not to sound dramatic or anything. Nick Urata's voice is phantasmagorical.

To finish the night off, on the way home I took the wrong train and fortunately wound up at the W 4th. station. Fortunately because as I'm standing on the platform waiting for the right train I hear this beautiful operatic voice echoing through the station. I walk down and see this old black woman on the other side of the tracks singing and playing single notes on a little keyboard. I stood and listened for a while, it was a music and sound I'd never heard in the subway before. She'd hit a high note as a train came flying through the station, the sounds would blend together into the wave of pressure pulsing across the platform. You couldn't tell between her round seasoned voice or the crying of the wheels as the subway car sways down the tracks 65mph just feet in front of you. While in the midst of all this, New York graces the moment with its everlasting charm. A mexican at the other end of the bench I'm sitting on begins puking, profusely. It was so perfect I start laughing out loud and everyone around scatters. I continue to watch the singing lady for a minute, then I run up the stairs and to the other side so I could pay some gratitude, and film her. She had homemade cds that I glanced at and hoped to remember her name but it's gone from me now. As I ran off to catch my approaching train on the other platform she smiled and waved bye to me. It was a lovely evening in New York tonight.



p.s. CHAUNTÉ GETS TO NY IN THE MORNING! She'll be at my apt in like 6 hours! I'm pretty excited.

Goodnight Morning

The final and ultimate documentation.



My way home to Brooklyn after closing up the bar in the East Village. Saturday night Sunday morning,roughly 6am. Take the L train to Bedford Ave, bicycle through Williamsburg to my home in Greenpoint.
I recorded this on a little digital camera so I apologize for the shakiness.

There and Back Again. A bartenders tale.

I left work this morning at 5am, over the course of the next two hours on my way home to Brooklyn, which should take about 30mins, I took photos of the alternate quiet side of New York. Check em out on my FACEBOOK

Night? Life?

It's 6am and I'm just now going to sleep.
I've been working just about everyday at this bar in the East Village for the past week and I haven't even made it once to Brooklyn before the sun comes up. I'm managing so I've gotta stay till atleast 4:30am usually 5am to count the money and lock up the place. I ride my bicycle home on the deserted empty streets, birds singing, and a cool misty air. It's surreal and lovely. I always wish I was beginning my day with this instead of ending it.
This is about the time lapse I have leaving work to getting home...


I need a real job.

Holi

I LOVE Mangal Pandey! He's such a bad ass, I want to be him. And I love Holi, the festival of colours, this scene in the movie is so great/ridiculous.



Three things to do before I die:
Be in a Bollywood film
Be in a Holi festival
Take on 2,000 british soldiers by myself like Mangal Pandey

Have you ever transcended through space or time?

Time, yes. Space, no. No I have no idea what you're talking about. Tomorrow my sister Liz and I are driving from Philadelphia to Salt Lake City. Why? Because we're awesome and know how to have a good time. Utah, grab your dance shoes and contraceptives cause here I come! I'll be there Weds to Sun. There better be like a hundred parties!
See you when I see you

American Wedding. Part II

So I was in Gogol Bordello's music video for American Wedding last month and I finally got around to uploading some of the photos. It was a 2 day, 27+ hour shoot that was filmed in a Ukrainian chapel with a cast of about 30. The film was complete with Eugene Hutz punching a wedding cake and pulling out a megaphone, Pamela and Elizabeth throwing sausages and absinthe, me being a stand-in for Eugene, hanging out with Elijah Wood, carrying Eugene on my shoulders for the finale, and to finish it up we had a hell of an after party at Mehanata being the last night Eugene dj'ed before they left on tour for 2 months. "A peak experience of an emotional kind."

More photos on my Facebook

Père?

Is this my papa or me in 40 years? I know nothing about him except that this is in Paris. I will find him and he will reveal until me life's great secret.

Happiness is a Fixed Gear

Atleast Papa was true to his country

A sketch I did the other night for my tattoo portfolio. I'm trying to get an apprenticeship with a tattoo artist in BK or Manhattan and its proving to be quite difficult. Does anyone know of ANY tattoo artists that might be interested in my hand? Let me know.
Cheers

American Wedding!

I was just casted in Gogol Bordello's new music video for American Wedding!!! I'm jumping out of my pants! It's going to be filmed at Holy Ghost Ukrainian Church in Williamsburg, and of course the premise is a standard bullshit American wedding quickly transformed into a debaucherous eastern european gypsy celebration! I imagine it'll be like my every Thursday night with Eugene at Mehanata. Which is something like this..

This was filmed at Mehanata, Bulgarian Gypsy Bar in the Lower Eastside, where Eugene Hutz dj's every Thursday night. By far my favorite party in all of NYC!

3' ante meridian:

South Street Seaport

Wish list:

These are all things that I have really wanted/needed for over a year now and have yet to obtain them. Why is this?! I know where and how to get them, but they're all small investments and just haven't had an extra couple hundred bucks.

Citizen ~ Black messenger bag by Chrome.

Accordion - preferably black and vintage. There's an accordion store in Manhattan called The Main Squeeze, sells new and used. They even make custom accordions.

It's only natural to shave with a straight razor. I've been window shopping on www.ClassicShaving.com for about a year.

Paris is in my near future.

Kraken Tattoo ~ Giant Squid illustration from the original 2000 Leagues Under The Sea. Half sleeve on my left arm.

Anderson Coat of Arms tattoo on the back of my left arm. This is a rough rendering of what I'd like. It would also have a tree at the top and our moto. ~ Sto Certus ~ Stand Sure

Childhood Role Models

The fact that these four men were my childhood heroes explains a lot about myself. Somethings never change.

Tristen Ludlow, from Legends of the Fall. My absolute definition of a man. Scholar, scoundrel, and complete bad ass. One of the most tormented and sexiest characters ever created. Raised by an old indian man and his father a U.S. general. Watches his brother die in the trenches of WWI and cuts out his heart just after it stopped beating to bring home to his father. Breaks the hearts of all those around him, sails the world, becomes an exotic hunter in africa, kills all the elected officials in his hometown to avenge his young indian wife's death, but lives to be an old man till he dies battling the bear he faught as a boy.

Gene Kelly, playing a sailor in Anchors Aweigh with Frank Sinatra. As a kid Gene Kelly was my hero in just about anything though. Incredible dancer and always looked so damn sharp!








Mad Mardigan, from Willow. Ex-warrior turned vagabond/thief with a heart for a peck and a redheaded warlord. With a gold earring , ass-length braids and a sense of humor he's the greatest swordsman in all the land and pretty much defeats anything.


Kevin Kline as The Pirate King in the 1983 Broadway production of Gilbert and Sullivan's The Pirates of Penzance! This is what started it all. Was watching this vhs before I could talk, wore out the tape by the time I was 8yrs old and my ma had to buy another.
Sidenote: Does anyone know that my birthday is International Talk-Like-A-Pirate Day? I tell no tale, September 19th. Look it up.

Rom

Whats a guy gotta do to have friends like these?

Some recent sketches

Doing Business.

Finally did the finishing touches to my business card. Plan to get them printed very soon. What do ya think?

Lockin

As you all know I love the dance. My boys Itchy and Mikey have taken me to a place I thought I'd never know. They've shown me the way and I don't think I'll ever turn back. They're pretty damn good and I always find myself pulling out moves I've never done when I'm on the floor with them. Then Itchy showed me Hilty and Bosch, the Japanese masters of Locking. Then the original Lockers. I'm a changed man. I'll keep practicing, then we'll take it from the hipster realm to the real deal hip hop clubs and start battling. Watch out Shakalock!

Mentors.




The creators of Lockin