Somewhere in downtown LA, around the corner from the american cement building, there is a park with a lovely fountain and a man made lake. But don’t be fooled by its beauty. There is all kind of mysterious things happening around here. What’s that saying “Don’t step on a crack or you’ll break your mother’s…
Lights, theater, Nike. I was invited to a customization appointment at the Montalban Theater @ Hollywood and Vine. Nike calls it Art room 1615. A nod to Art class 1615 and the address of the Montalban Theater – which I didn’t know (till now) was named after Ricardo Montalban of the Love Boat!! You…
Every year I travel to go see the Kansas Jayhawks play in the National Tournament. They usually are a sure thing to do well during March Madness. However, this year I decided to go to the Big 12 Tournament to see a KU/Mizzou final as I was certain that KU would not last to many…
If you live in my neighborhood, then you definitely know it’s Oscar week. I live an arms length from the Kodak theater where the award show is held and red carpet is held. Now this red carpet might look and smell like the Oscars in Hollywood. Because there is paparazzi And fancy douchebag cars. There…
Yes, that is me with a camelback on my shoulders, hiking poles on my pack, and out of breath. Right before Christmas, I decided to go off grid and detox my mind, body, and spirit. Why, because I remembered the Fatlace mantra “None but ourselves can free our minds” and my mind needed it! I…
Today I had one of those “at the right place at the right time moments”. I was driving down Labrea to see how long the line was for the awaited MBW show. The show officially opens on Christmas day, but 300 people will be allowed on the 22nd at 7 pm to preview Art Show…
I haven’t even begun to write and I am totally emo over this blog post. The Christy Thompson video is finally ready! One Saturday in August it was finally shoot day. I have been directing for almost 2 years now – but this was different. This was real…. I showed up happy, excited, and nervous. …
I have never been Karl Lagerfield’s muse, but I have been Richard Starks muse, and in my world that may be more of a privileged. Now, Karl is Richard’s (male) muse also, but I haven’t had a doll made after me yet. Are you with me? Karl lives in a case at Coquette. A…