Califor-ni-a

Spent a week in California at the first of November, literally Nov 1, and was able to hang with my little brother for his bday...so groovy...checking out his life out there. There was a time when we lived down the street from each other in Brooklyn which was so divine. But he's carved out quite a life for himself in LA (he's an actor afterall!)...so for that i'm grateful. Plus, he's gotten really used to wearing flip flops all year round. 

Third Annual!

A little behind here..but I wanted to post about our Third Annual Polaroid Corner at the Cobble Hill Kids Parade.

So much fun. You cannot believe how many people pour out of their apartments on to the streets that night. Is it possible we actually all fit back into the houses when its over? 

We actually saw some familiar faces this year in our photo booth. And the costumes are quite spectacular. We didnt shoot digital images this year though..only Polaroids. Quite honestly, there's only so much time one can and should spend in a lifetime doing postwork...so we opted for Polaroids only...anyway, who really wants to WAIT for their picture??

Here was a test shot of Andrew with his Russian sauna hat on...that counts as a costume right?

more pics from the Halloween Polaroid Corner here

comin down the pipes

i almost feel as if i should have a GPS following my dress along its path of life.  

or maybe i should put one of those ASPCA implants into it, (i feel cold hearted calling it, 'it'! should i call it 'her'??)in case anyone harms her, mistreats her, or loses her, she will be tagged with a phone number and safely returned home

today (or oct 16th rather) i picked up my dress!

only to then take it straight to the seamstress, so really, i picked up my dress... for about 30 minutes.

it is quite funny though...i went to pick it up like i was getting my drycleaning.

and then i walk out on the street to get a cab, with this huge bag that screams,

"I'm most certainly NOT drycleaning. I'm a really big bag! I'm not a body. And i'm not a christmas tree...I'm a wedding dress! Hello!"

I was glad my seamstress could fit me in right away though because I really didnt feel like a. taking a cab home to brooklyn from the upper east side, or b.  like bringing the big bag on the subway! it just seemed lonely to me..to take it on the subway. Shouldnt there be some parade following her down the street, with cymbals and trumpets and bodyguards?

Ok, anyway, (i'm exaggerating the bigness of it btw to freak andrew out in case he ever reads this blog..)

Anyway, no big deal. Picked up the dress. Dropped it off. End of story. 

thanks to my folks

today is my birthday.

here i am. its a gorgeous day. i love a fall birthday. 

today

i am 

yoga (bike as transportation. love it.)

work meeting (feels good)

dashing diva ('nypd blue' color choice)

andrew (he's good)

sushi  (terry richardson spotting)

 photo party (reunion of sorts)

 wine (nightcap)

today i'm grateful..and SHOCKED. 

really, where does the time go?

get in line

for sam's falafel!

i mean i really try not to stand in line for anything if i can help it.

i mean, its new york.

there's always another place to go.

but at sam's falafel, down near wall street, where everyone is in a rush..., and carts next to his are deserted, people make time to stand in line!

the grilled eggplant on top is to tasty.

and for 5 bucks you'll get more than you can finish even if you stuff yourself to the very top.

and honestly, after that, you're no good for work.

you may as well go home and take a nap.

thanks for the lunch plan manj. nice call.

All aboard Amtrak

 Boston to New York. 

Snippets of lives flying by.

A crisp fall afternoon.

Families.

Fishing, golashes, sweaters, picnics.

Kids. Crying.

Goodbyes on the platform. Hellos.

Trees keep this separate from that.

Then a break. And the worlds seep into each other.

For a second. 

Blink and you'll miss it.

Put down the phone. Stop emailing. Stop texting. 

Just look.

Look.

Storm King Sunday

 sometimes...the day...the company...the glasses you are looking through...

are so gorgeous...you have to catch your breath. sometimes i wish i could bottle it up and send it out to people and places who are living in a world far from this. would the world be full of more peace and love if more people experienced this instead of that?

Happy New Year tutti!

feeling downright house-wifey today

its kind of fun

for one day (ha!)

baking round challahs

and sending round thoughts to all 

for a ends that lead to beginnings 

that lead to more ends and more beginnings

While the Polaroid is BrOKeN...

I feel like this is so timeless.

And encompasses so much of what I love about Italy.

Nothing extraneous.

A grill man with a white shirt, a black apron, and just a simple box that says "Sale"

(salt)

(He was also using a big bunch of thyme, dipping it into olive oil, and painting over the meat. I dont eat meat, but word was it was unbelievable!)

FunkY BrOkeN PolaROidS

2 of my Polaroid Cameras are doing Funky things.
Was sad because I brought one to our recent trip to Europe...and alas, no polaroids!
So until I sort out the problems, I'm going to upload some favorite un-polaroids here and there.

Hope you're having a happy summer.

x

Jeweled Gloves, Nimble Feet, and Misunderstood Ways

wow. really? dead? gone?

discovered the truth on the phone with my brother

who was reading the LA times online headline news to me

"King of Pop is Dead"

we sat in silence on the phone

strange to feel a void in society with him gone

when i didnt know i felt a presence with him here

but i'm inspired by the impact that a person can have

one person

taking the world by surprise all the way until the end

of course his oddities are no secret

but there is no denying the pretty young thing

repeat after me

RIP

and sincerely, thanks

(btw, i think this image by annie is fantastic...in his days of power and confidence)

Mother's Day

There's a light in her eyes that escapes even when they are closed

This part is so tragic!

I'm not even going to deny that this movie fascinates me.

Love me some Erik Estrada

Oh yeah baby.

Marensky Levinsky

This girl.

This girl is.

This girl is not.

Like anyone else.

Like no.

And I adore her.

So.

Lizard

Before the diplomas. Before leaving home. Before snowboarding weekends. Before wedding rings. Before kids. And now. Before it all, there's Liz.

ONE POLAROID A DAY-THE MOVIE!!!!

CLICK HERE FOR THE MOVIE!

I'm so excited!!!!

Its finished!

6 years of Polaroids!

In one movie.

6 years of life in New York City.

4 different Polaroid cameras.

Hundred of faces.

Thousands of moments.

Turn it up...enjoy!

(and thank you to Emily Sperry for helping me with all the tediousness of putting this together! You're a rockstar.)

Lord of the Ring

So he popped the question with handmade rings in his pocket.

Flutter. Flutter.

Only problem was that they didnt fit.

But to be honest, it was such a treat!

We returned from our trip and went to the woodshop the very next morning.

We made a new ring together, from scratch.

Well, he actually MADE it, i made MOVIES of it!

It was so much fun and what a better project to work on together..than a symbol for the rest of our lives. 

And to all my girls out there, yes, i couldnt help but feel a little like the end of the story changed...where it was actually Aidan in the end afterall...

We're Gettin married!!

wow. on a big time roller coaster at the moment. its fantastic.

i don't know which way is up, down, or inside out.

what time is it?

what day is it?

this exhileration is something i might look into bottling up and saving for a rainy day.

big love to all.

xxx

White Hallways/ Black Clothing

Like a maze

The Armory

treats down some halls

dead beats down another

but nonetheless, a feeling of freedom in the air

celebrating the simple act of expression

an act that will always avoid the final curtain call

Love this Ryan McGinley image. 

Loved it before I knew it was his.

Loved it even more because he surprises in ways that are not surprising, and yet I'm always taken aback.

And a polaroid of a polaroid by Andre Kertesz. 

Using the same camera he did, 30 years apart...i paid a small tribute.

Happy arting.

Silly Rabbit

sometimes on set, you get laughing about something as if your 4th grade teacher accidentally said hog instead of fog. it usually sets in about 4pm, and coincides with dilerium, chocolate, and the setting sun. 

here, we fall on the floor watching Coco move our mannequin (chloe) back on set at our Ideeli shoot

Recession Spy

In New York these days, the visual evidence of the state of the economy is undeniable. Its like we are seeing the B&W images of the 1920-1930's come to life...pretty crazy.

A facebook group called Recession Spy is amassing a bunch of pictures from this time...i uploaded this one to their site today.

Publish Post

I See the Greta in You

(a bit out of order but I forgot to share this one!)

Designing my new business cards with Jill Malek

To look like Polaroids!

So we snapped a Polaroid mid-meeting for proportion inspiration.

I couldnt help but think back to an Edward Steichen image I adore of Greta Garbo 

My Subject Originale

Grams.

Oh how willing she was in the beginning!

Here is one of the first photos I took of her, circa 2003.

Sometimes the last thing you need or want is an explanation.