Murals Two

I have a whole series of mural shots I did this past weekend that I will be peppering into the blog in the coming days.

Here are the first two that I think mesh nicely, if for no other reason than they are both vertical.

 
 

No Right Turn - I like this one for the photograph as much as the mural. I think I added something great to the artist's initial intention. More so than the graffiti artist with the orange/red spray can.

 
 

In addition to the center painting, I was attracted by the texture of the wooden shingles and framing etc. I'm just not getting the pink bit above the door. Is it a pink fish with tendrils floating from its face or is it a dead chicken lying on its side?

Commander Cody

Today is the Commander's (aka George Frayne) birthday!

Not only is he an amazing musician...he is also an accomplished artist. He was the first artist who signed on to be in my first book, Starart. That was huge for me and my future.

Here's one of the photos I took of him for the book.

I first shot him in concert when he opened for the Grateful Dead in Vancouver. The list of bands he has toured with is a who's who of rock'n'roll. When I moved to LA I shot him at the Palomino Club in North Hollywood. The last performance I shot of his was a year ago on June 10 at The City Winery in NYC. Here's a photo from that gig.

 
 

It was an amazing show. Like a fine wine, Commander Cody continues to get better with age.

Here's a video from 1989...check out this line up on this stage...

 
 

Presenting An Image

I'm big on people watching. Since I was little, I've loved to imagine what it would be like to be that other person I'm looking at. While I'm not a Peeping Tom, if someone's drapes are open I will take a look in to see how they live. I'm curious about people's lives and what makes them tick.

More and more, I am finding out that most people are presenting an image. Or maybe it's that we are assuming things about others without them having to present an image. Recently, I've learned that several people I know are facing harder times than I would have imagined. I'm not sure if it was my assumption, or their ability to present an image...maybe a little bit of both. And when it comes to the artists (pick a talent - painting, photography, filmmaking, writing, music or all of the above) it's even trickier. I meet people and they appear to be flush, making a great living from their artistic endeavors, having gallery shows etc, etc. Then I later find out they are struggling to survive. I'm sure there are people who have met me and presume that I'm making bank. Is that the image I am presenting? Is it the idea if you act the image you will become the image? Or can we confirm that we are all struggling artists working toward that lucky big break the we truly believe is just around the corner?

I love shooting pictures and I want to get my feature film projects funded and made. I want more people to collect my work. I would also like to have a rep that would pitch me for jobs. And a gallery that wants to rep my fine art photography. For some reason, I am lost in making these things happen. I do get paid to take photographs but not at the level and income I believe my work warrants. And I have an artist friend that I think should be making a lot more money than he probably is. In the past year, I've come to realize that quality of the work really has no relation to the monetary returns. Follow Artnet News for a couple of weeks and you'll understand what I'm talking about.

I also have a penchant for shooting homeless people - FYI this post was originally titled "Homeless" with the idea that many of the people we know or are acquainted with could be closer to being homeless than we think. One of the times I went out shooting with Israel Broussard (talented actor and budding photographer) around New York, we ended up in the Bowery and came across these two characters.

 
 

It was a Friday in late July, around lunch time. I was immediately fascinated by the guy on the right and asked if I could take some photos. I also liked the sign that makes no sense. We ended up hanging with there for a half hour. I knew the guy on the right was homeless but was surprised that the guy on the left was too. He was sitting on this new computer case which I believe had his computer inside. He had been employed but had recently fell on hard times. Anyway, we introduced ourselves and learned that both were named Peter - the guy on the right is Peter Diaz. Diaz has been homeless for a long time. He had no qualms letting us know he loved his beer and was totally okay with living on the streets.

 
 

Hopefully that is apparent in this portrait I took of him. 

 
 

Peter Diaz was also happy to receive Israel's half-eaten sandwich. The more pictures I took, the more I really appreciated the relationship that these two men had forged. And that neither of them were presenting an image. They were fine with just being themselves, despite the fact they were homeless. They were not bitter and were actually enjoying the simplicity of their lives. At least that's how I remember this encounter.

 
 

I've thought a lot about the possibility of being homeless. I was homeless for a couple of weeks when I was barely of age and first moved California. And I wouldn't be surprised if I found myself homeless at some point in the future.

So let me toss out these questions. I'm interested and curious to see if anyone will answer them...Have you ever been homeless? Are you presenting or feel you have to present an image that you are better off than you really are? How far away are you from being homeless?

I'll go first: Yes. Possibly. Probably not as far as I think I am.