Oh dear God.
I physically can’t open my left eye. It’s glued disgustingly shut with fake eyelashes. It’s also the first time in 3 days I’ve actually taken my contacts out and not slept in them. I passed out. I didn’t get to brush my teeth. I fucking hate that. I have remnants of chocolate fondue, cheese and weed in my mouth and I have a crazy day today. This is what it feels like to be in New York.

I got here Sunday and the bus ride was oh so painful. But when I saw the city scape I just sort of freaked out and all the exhaustion went away. As soon as I jumped on the A, two young black kids pulled out a boom box blasting “P.Y.T.” and danced on the train. It was like, the perfect welcome back to the city.

I almost had a heart attack carrying all this shit, the Rz, bag, computer, my BOOK (christ) but my old room mates met me at the stop. It was so good to see them, so incredible, my old life sort of making room again into my new one. We caught up for like a couple of hours, by this point I had been awake about 34 hours and hadn’t eaten.

I got blazed and went to find Peter but I always get lost in goddamn CHINA TOWN I don’t care what anyone says. I HATE GOING THERE. THE STREETS MAKE NO SENSE.

Went to some Italian place and we got like around $100 worth of pasta dinner for free. Ange has that magic I guess. I ended my first night in New York with being stoned playing Rock band and everyone singing “Linger” by the Cranberries. I realized then, “Wait, why don’t I live here anymore?”

Monday I kept it lo key, I haven’t shot as much as I’d like to but I’m really really trying to keep on schedule. I went to Esquire to visit Whitney Tressel who graduated a couple years ago. I really really wanted to visit Whitney because I felt like her post graduation choices really resonated with my situation. She landed a Rolling Stones internship while still in college and now is Photo Coordinator at Esquire. That’s pretty fucking awesome. And I like that she used her degree in the way she wanted, rather then the RIT traditional way, and look she’s actually SUCCESSFUL. Also since I want to work at a magazine, we were just sharing information, or experience in bookings, since her current job was my old job. It was really insightful, we had some sushi and it was great.
Yesterday was the first time I actually got to shoot. Michelle came over who is super fucking cute and just moved from Miami a couple months ago. I adore her. She has incredible style and rocks like hooker ass shoes out which I don’t have the balls to do, so I envy her. We took a couple hipster indie ass shots in my old house, because she has that look to her. It was real fun. But I hate to say, bad idea bringing the Rz, since I rarely use it now that I have an Rb, I was sort of way slower then I usually am which isn’t serving me well in this cold.

I jumped on the L to go see Luca to catch up and shoot a new picture. It was hard man, I kept thinking about how much I liked the old picture and how I didn’t want to compare it to that. We shot around 4ish in his house, when the sun was setting nicely against a window, I sorta opened the back for a second and exposed it slightly, fuck, I hope it affected just like one frame. It’s so difficult to know you won’t see what’s on the film until later, in this case when school starts back up. But that’s also the most fun about it I guess. Through camera it looked pretty incredible, the light anyways, but we won’t know til later.
Finally we went to Alan Astor’s holiday party. He has a sick sick loft in Williamsburg like, high ceilings, beautiful huge space, all that shit. It was incredible. It was so nice to not be at a party but just a nice casual adult get together. Until I saw this vaporizer and couldn’t understand how it worked so I ended up TRYING. Yeah I died shortly after. It was pretty amazing. And all our friends were there, it’s just so nice to catch up with people, and be in a room of people again where everyone is sort of doing something awesome or worthwhile; it always inspires me to shoot again and it absolutely always makes me want to rush getting here and settling down.

So it’s around 9am and I just finishsed this. I’m going to Soho in an hour or so to interview at… well Interview Magazine. I didn’t want to jinx it but now that it’s already today, well fuck it. I’m pretty nervous. It’s actually like a block away from Nylon so that should be weird and deja-vu-ish. I have my book finally, I can show someone which also is sort of giving me anxiety this morning. Someone hand me a xanax.
I’ve been trying to update my mobile uploads from New York, here’s some of my favorite.
Off to the interview now… here goes nothing.