September 2011
1 post
The Human Kind.
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...
May 2011
4 posts
Scruff McGruff
“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...
April 2011
33 posts
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.
Cocoa Puffs.
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.
There’s this beauty in the idea of being in repair.
– John Mayer on his song “In Repair”, Avatar Studios 2006.
I spent all day on my knees.
– Mark Malizia, on his recent lifeguard course.
Hard Time.
Why am I so obsessed with prison shows/movies/documentaries? My favorite movie is (and always will be) The Shawshank Redemption, my favorite TV show at the moment is Prison Break, and although I had a horrific nightmare last night about being stuck in jail, I am now going to lay down and watch a prison documentary called National Geographic: Aryan Brotherhood before I go to sleep. Perhaps...
Fuck the stock market; invest in yourself.
Driving through New Paltz.
Care Package.
War is useless. The only place war should exist is in a video game such as Call of Duty, to entertain 21 year old college students after the Laker game is over. Nobody dies when I fire my bullets into the layers of code that have been programmed to look like an enemy soldier, and no mother has to watch as the remains of her son or daughter are lowered 6 feet underground. There are no tears, no...
Poetry is the way we help give name to the nameless so it can be thought.
– Audre Lorde, “Poetry is not a Luxury” 1977.
Fear.
I’ve been alive for twenty-one years. Adults view that as a “blink of an eye” and the universe views it as too short of a time period to notice or notate. Yet in that microcosm, I’ve already met and said goodbye to countless lifetimes; infinite numbers of roads and alleys that I could have traveled to bring me to any point in time but the one I find myself in. I’m not...
Under Construction.
I just spent the past 40 minutes of my life trying to find an aesthetically pleasing theme for a Tumblr account that I haven’t used in a year. I’ve spent money on clothes, shades, sneakers and possessions to display and express an image of myself that I haven’t even fully developed yet. I have a new website, www.driftersstudios.com, and I have paid for two full years of domain...
July 2010
1 post
one forty plus: Simple. →
I wish that when I was younger I could have met my current self. We would have sat down at a coffee shop so that I could explain life to young me in terms that only we would understand. It would have saved me a lot of hardship.
You can listen to all the sage wisdom you want, but things only make…
April 2010
18 posts
The most important things are hardest to say, because words diminish them.
– Stephen King
Cruise Control.
Comfort is an incredible thing. What’s even more incredible is what people will do and sacrifice to experience that comfort. Every highway has exits, yet so many people choose to stay on the same road just because they’ve been on it for so long. I spent months on the same highway, simply because I knew it was safe and wouldn’t abruptly end. I passed countless other exits and...
Summer Breeze.
a summer breeze rolls by my face and drifts along this winter place its objective clear as it starts to share its human motive for being there bringing warmth from the southwest stopping next to me for rest it speaks about the wild ride it took along the countryside i could not help but admire the gift in the form of desire it left upon my frozen face as it drifted along this winter place...
Boston.
hey girl how’ve you been is it me or did Boston win I’ll hear all you have to say about the place where you’re today what do you do for fun now that this and all is done do you ever think of home or are you happier alone how do you like the weather does the distance make it better does the wind blow slow or fast does it remind you of your past and are there any guys...
Assassin's Creed.
this is the story of a man who discovered a brand new land who knew a hero lived among us under the name Christopher Columbus the whole world thought young Chris was crazed but his resolve was never phased “the earth is flat!” the town proclaimed but his desire to leave remained he began to plan out what he’d do when the time came to leave all he knew he told his wife about...
I owe you a 10 second car.
– The Fast and The Furious