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Chase translates three dimensional ideas into the realities of a two dimensional world. Simply put, he's damn good, but his aptitude and eagerness to collaborate is infectious and makes him one of the best out there. He's the kind of guy who built rockets as a kid, and not surprisingly, his last client was NASA.
Check out his website, http://www.kinetogenic.com/
Friday, February 19, 2010
Roberta, Actress, BedStuy
ROBERTA goes through her normal routine before an audition; a final glance at dialog, decaf tea, and a wacky look into the mirror to keep things light.
"It's not easy starting out, there's a million people who would die for this same spot so it doesn't work trying to wrap your head around the whole process. You just have to be you."
Roberta moved to New York from Austin and has been in Bed-Stuy the whole time.
"I love this neighborhood. It's away from a lot of the shit that bogs people down in this city, but close enough to get around no problem. All my neighbors are artists of some sort, we all vibe off eachother."
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
It feels like in the dead of winter a warm summer breeze is something impossible to ever feel again. Eyes scan the horizon-- nothing, the low marsh-- like quiet flashing thoughts, feeling the buzz of evolutionary adaptations to the bitters of frozen life. Shiver!
Planets turn and orbit as time moves forward-- Gulf winds prevail-- restoring warmth as life's little nudge to jump into cold water and enjoy all over again.
Thursday, January 21, 2010
"Oh yeah man! Go ahead, do that shit, it'll be great. You'll love yourself forever. It'll be like a communion to God."
"I'll do it because I want to. Because it's what I desire. It's not God, it's my free will to float or flounder."
"Great. Skate around God."
"I'm not skating, there's nothing to skate on."
-- Overheard on the M train between Flushing and Myrtle/Broadway.
Monday, January 11, 2010
Wednesday, January 6, 2010
Saturday, January 2, 2010
In the wee hours of an icy precipitous day in Brooklyn, the sun stood idle behind a think sea of cloud cover that created a deep diffusion, allowing hardly any light to permeate through the frozen waterfall in the sky. In the mask of darkness and reveal of powder blanket, everything disappeared. As the earth continued on with its turn-and-twist, the light prevailed. We slowly moved towards the door with laced boots and hit the covered walks and thoroughfares.