24 May, 2012

I am New York

I
am
influential
jaded
intricate
manic
busy
solitary
crowded
alone
enduring
unique

I am New York
This struck me, as I wandered the streets of Manhattan.
Gazing up in awe; the towering high-rises, a physical representation of strength and power.
Strength.
Such a funny word. How strong were the Twin Towers, on 9/11?
Silently watching the people, hustling and busting to .wherever. they had to go -
A NEW YORK MINUTE
Endless crowds; the pretense of company...
A city of .loneliness.
{ the story of my life }
Chaos.
Surrounded on all sides, and yet so remarkably desolate.

beautiful
powerful
successful

Isolated.
That (above) image? I don't even think it is very 'good.' I wanted to scrap it, about 13 different times during post-production | review.
However, there is just something about it that speaks to me.
The city, personifies me.
 I look at that scene... and I see myself.
My chaotic psychotic lifestyle -pulled apart like stale saltwater taffy; feeling the ever suffocating pressure of .time. closing in all around me. An army of friends and acquaintances; never a shortage of human interaction... Though rarely am I aware.
I read a quote yesterday,
"Being a sheep is boring. Being the wolf is lonely. Choose wisely."
I am the .wolf.
It wasn't a choice.
(at least not a conscious one)
it is who I am
I AM NEW YORK

I loved the juxtaposition: The cheap | trashy NYC souvenirs alongside Armani Exchange


23 May, 2012

| the subway |

I have wanted to visit live in Manhattan since I was a little girl. Grandiose dreams of bright lights, city streets and the intricate underground.
Friday May 18th I landed in JFK, coming off of a red-eye flight. I caught the air-train to Jamaica Station at which point I was faced with a decision: Wait for Vanessa, or brave the NYC Subway .alone.
Welcome to the Metro Underground
there

are

no

words
to prepare you for the sound of thunder, as the train rapidly approaches.
The rush of wind; a gale force amidst the stifling, surrounding stagnant air.
The near-vortex pulling sensation (the train beckoning you onto her tracks; taunting you for standing so close) as it speeds past at 55+ MPH.
The throng of people surging forward, jockeying for a non-existent vacancy inside.
Inside.
Inside, surrounded body-to-body by people and yet... All I see is isolation.
Over and over, these lines repeat in my head:
I live in a city
like any other, we all live alone.
The only difference is, we don't seem to notice it.
Frozen and lonesome when it's cold... In the Summer, gotta wait for the loathing;
holding our posture so low (and we drink so there's not much worth noting)
Strolling, so vacant, so shaken, so grown, so... God! So mistaken.
So broke, so complacent, so worn out...
So full of doubt, so full of restraint, so full of that self-control
(or the lack thereof)
 that we thought was .soul.








16 May, 2012

| april : moments |

I was great about posting the .year. 27 shots in March...

...by April, I had totally dropped the ball
TYPICAL
SO.
Instead of trying to stay up-to-the-minute
simply because (my minutes move too quickly)
I will simply highlight some of my favorite moments / images .captured.
IT'S MY BLOG I DO WHAT I WANT :)

(okay these two are technically from the end of march)
I am considering offering prints of this image...

APRIL















15 May, 2012

| how to break the salem curse |

I would like to thank Mr. Ryan Rogers of The Raven's Flight Creative and Culture Shock Community Project and Clockworks Cafe & Cultural Center and Flywheel Skate & Style ...
PHEW
...for guest blogging today!



Do you want cool stuff to happen in Salem? You think that Salem is boring? Or lame? You want to see that change? Well, I’ve got the solution. Do you think I’m wrong?
Read on and disagree.

For those of us who live in Salem, we’ve all heard the curse whispered (or sometimes yelled) on the lips of the people we live with.

That curse is that there is nothing cool to do in Salem. (This is a fallacy, as there are definitely cool things to do in Salem, but I will agree that there could and should be many more) Or that most of the cool, hip, unique or alternative things that do happen in Salem go away or close in a very short period of time.  
(Which again, isn’t always true, but certainly happens a LOT).

Well, I am going to propose a plan to end that curse once and for all. But first, the problem:

Here is the honest truth.  As a producer, promoter and organizer of many Salem projects, it is VERY hard to survive (and even more difficult to THRIVE) in the Salem market.  This is the reason that Trader Joe’s hesitated for so long to open a Salem branch.  Luckily, it appears that they are doing well; but they are a chain, and for those of us without the corporate capital or marketing behind us face a grander challenge.
Because of this, it is often a very dubious financial risk to open a business or start a project in Salem; especially one that requires a little money to pull off.    But why? What causes this divergence? Why, with as much extra competition, is it a far more “safe” business proposition to try something in Portland rather than Salem?

The answer is going to seem a little crass, and probably a little over-simplified, but here it is:

You need to spend a little money and you need to spend it in the right places, AND you have to be positive and supportive of the new things that are happening.

That’s right, if you want promoters and entrepreneurs to roll the bones and try their hand at bringing something cool to Salem, you HAVE to give them support. I know that sucks to say so flatly.  In this economy, when jobs are scarce (and cash is scarcer), spending money is not something so easily stated.

But it’s the God’s honest truth.


When bringing an artist to Salem, I’m constantly faced with the choice: will people actually come to see this?  If I were to do the show in Portland, or even Eugene, I know I would have an audience. But for some reason, in a town that often complains about so little going on, Salemites seem hesitant to support the things that do happen (especially if they are new or, perhaps, a little experimental)

And besides, look at it another way: it’s cheaper than the cost of gas (or cost of living) to drive up to Portland or down to Eugene (or out to the coast) for your enjoyment and entertainment. Spend a little here or spend a lot in gas.

Salem often is  s  l  o  w  to warm up to things.  Perhaps, partly, this is because so many things do disappear that no one wants to “lose” another favorite event/show/shop, but I think it’s often more insidious than that.  I think we have so fully convinced ourselves that nothing cool could possibly happen in Salem that when something potentially cool starts to happen, we deny the likelihood of its success or even its existence.  

So pay the covers.  Buy the tickets.  Pay the slightly higher costs of a local shop.  Tip your waitress or barista.  Drink up, eat up, and be merry.  Buy the painting, the CD, or the T-Shirt.

But wait…you have to go one step further, and this is where you really have to take a leap.

Even when something isn’t exactly the way you think it should be done, by your exact desired parameters, exactly your ultimate perfect taste, or doesn’t really fully excite you,  you should still support it.

Wait, what?

Yes, I said it.  Because here is the truth; an influx of local support will allow businesses, promoters and organizers to really see that there is a viable market, that they aren’t risking losing their shirts, and that they may actually have some success.  When they see that, more people will invest and build in this city because it is WORTH IT to them, to do so.  Furthermore, by supporting businesses or events that may not be exactly perfect for you, you then have a voice to encourage them to evolve and get better.

Now, no one is suggesting that there be unnecessary consumption.  Don’t buy doilies for yourself if you have no use for doilies.   But if you like the genre or arena that someone is working in…give some initial support. 
We heard so many complaints from people about how no “big names” performed in Salem, and how much gas needed to be spent on concerts up North.  So we decided to start, at pretty serious cost to us, booking some shows with “known” names, at affordable ticket prices.   Then, when we were able to book Andy Dick to kick-off the performance seriespeople weren’t sure if they wanted to see “that” show (not even knowing what “that” show would be)   

I hear the same thing from people about local bars, or dance clubs, or coffee-shops, or events, or boutiques: There is a constant stream of critiques of how it could be betterAnd yes, it could be betterBut unless someone sees that it is worth investing some money into MAKING Salem better (and that they will not go broke doing so) they never will.

So, my friends.  It’s really simplePut aside a little money each month and put it into the local community, support local shops, events, shows, and artists. Spend some extra scratch. You will be damn glad you did.

By. Ryan Rogers
ryan@ravflight.com


08 May, 2012

| tyla paikea : one year |

Mother's Day
May 8th, 2011 at 3:20am
Miss Tyla Paikea (tame whale) was born unto this .family.
8 pounds, 2 ounces and 20 inches long

Happy Birthday.

Here are a few of my favorite moments...