I stay up late for a reason. Simply put, I’d like to think that the creativity I attempt to harness at 3:30 in the morning is worth something; something that I will eventually be able to channel into a career. I can’t seem to come to terms with the day until I write something about it down. The desire to turn my own personal human condition into something that I can market and share with complete strangers is something that I do not hold alone, but I’m beginning to actually believe that I may want it just a little bit more than the other guy. This feeling I share with others may eventually evolve into competition, but nevertheless, it is something that nobody can take away from me. I’ll keep my uniqueness as close to me as possible, because I feel it may be the only shot I have.
Is that why I want to make so many statements on a publicly received level? Will each song be a point in an album that takes the place of a public address, all in an effort to make sure the world knows that Mike is his own entity? Do I even have enough of “it” to make a name for myself?
“Dear Earth,
You don’t really know me that well - erm, at all - but I am one of your biggest fans. You’re a pretty ‘bitching’ venue (excuse my french) and have held a lot of sweet events. It would be really something if I could get on stage with you sometime and we could both share the spotlight.
Your future Co-Star,
Michael “Michael Arthur” Koenigsberg.”
Comparing the mindset I once held before college to the views I hold today, I realize that I used to believe I knew everything that mattered. Now that I have finished college, I now feel…completely the same. The only difference is that 10 seconds ago I had an epiphany that I may be in the same boat as every other 21 year old who is arrogant enough to try and be famous. Celebrities are people too - it’s clearly my job to make an honest woman out of Mila Kunis.
I suppose since I just documented the aforementioned realization, that should be all I need to come to terms with the day. Time for some shut eye - lets hope that gentle breeze of arrogance gets me to where I want to be.
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Mid-Hudson Bridge Revisited//Poughkeepsie//5.15.11
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As my roommate Mark and I were driving around the outskirts of Kingston, NY this afternoon, I found this gem at a garage sale that was in the process of ending. The owners of the property gave the above “Neuromuscular Training: Baseball with Rod Carew” to me for free. Released by Sybervision Systems in 1985, it came complete with four double-sided cassettes and a VHS tape. It smells like the failed aspirations of Kurt Russell.
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Distance//Esopus//5.07.11
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“The nation’s most courageous dog.” - The New York Times
So apparently, this adorable miniature-sized commandog (see what I did there) had a significant part in the recent ownage of international hide-and-seek champion Osama Bin Laden. I know you’ve heard enough about it already, but this post is here for a much more important reason. I know you’re probably deciding whether or not this canine’s eye-wear is the most adorable thing you’ve ever seen, but let me make the decision for you: They’re called “Doggles”, and they are in fact the cutest thing you’ve ever encountered. -
A short film I recently watched that was shot and produced by a man named Lorenzo Fonda. Simply put, I find this video to be cinematically beautiful. Grammatically speaking, I am quite sure that cinematically is not a word.
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Countryside//New Paltz//4.26.11
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A short film I made on a recent family outing to a relative’s house in New Jersey. Filmed on a Nikon D3100 with an 18-55 VR lens.
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Role Model - A person who serves as an example, whose behavior is emulated by others.
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You know it’s funny what a young man recollects? Because I don’t remember being born. I don’t recall what I got for my first Christmas and I don’t know when I went on my first outdoor picnic. But I do remember the first time I tasted the sweetest cereal in the wide world.
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Behind the scenes at the first ever Drifters Studios PR shoot. Photo credit to Nicole Calautti.
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I saw this on Strike Gently, and couldn’t resist.
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My first portrait in honor of GPOYW (Gratuitous Picture of Yourself Wednesday).
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I…1977…innuendo…can’t.
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Ellis Island, NY. Photo credit to Anthony DiCaprio.
