i found photos of my future nyc home on greenlikebathwater. rejoice.
so this, universe. somewhere on the higher end, between an end to racism and electrolysis, lower than the continued health of my family but higher than that tribal print bikini i’ve got my eye on, add this 3000+ sq. foot Noho loft to the list of things i want.
i’m pretty sure when spiritual leaders say to ask specifically for what you want, this is what they meant. i can’t wait to have my first roof-deck barbeque.
this is Arthur Lewis. and, his voice. it’s goood, right? you’re welcome.
i first heard Arthur as part of the Melting Pot show (every 2nd Wednesday at Pianos in NYC), performing as part of the Jon Braman band. he did a cover of You Got Me that is still my all-time favorite. i believe i actually closed my eyes and threw up my hands like an old church lady catching the holy ghost. then, to honor our engagement, J wrote and surprised me with a song at a show, with Arthur singing the hook, and i cried. THEN, for our anniversary, J asked Arthur to leave a message singing It’s Our Anniversary by Tony Toni Tone, and i cried again. while wearing a pretty dress and eating fancy Mexican food.
all this to say, go to his Bandcamp or SoundCloud page and listen…to everything. it’s worth it. put it on while you clean your room, while you pay bills online or while you pack for the next 3 months of city-hopping. when you’re done and the playlist is over, you’ll not only be in love with Arthur’s voice, you’ll feel better. that’s what good music does, it makes you happier and lighter.
and if you’re really really lucky, and you get to call the artist a friend, both them and their incredible talent can be a part of some pretty special moments in your life.
yes, that’s a bit of bragging. no, i’m not ashamed.
NYC fam stand up!
1,000,000 HOODIE MARCH!
1 million hoodies, 1 million signatures on change.org… show the world we are all Trayvon.
i know i haven’t said much here about this horrible injustice. the truth, it’s been so upsetting and worry-some and infuriating and disgusting to sit back and watch that i haven’t been able to articulate thoughtful, contributing words. i’m still not so sure i can. i talk about movies and spring and post pretty pictures because it’s what i’m trying to fill my mind with. i think about Trayvon, his family, this system and i just keep coming up with anger. pure, blood-boiling anger. in the worst form, silence. i’ve signed the petitions, read the articles but i can’t comfort Trayvon’s mother, i can’t take that gun from George Zimmerman’s irresponsible hands or punish him myself, i can’t instantly change racial perceptions….and it makes me crazy. just like i know it makes so many others.
i don’t know the answer. but i’m certain the answer isn’t more hate. i have to take my anger and disgust and turn it into dialogue. open, honest dialogue. i can’t let Trayvon’s death be completely in vain by creating more hatred and tension. i believe we have to take this opportunity to share his story, expose all people to the core issue here, and encourage open conversations.
Trayvon was murdered at 17 for wearing a hoodie and carrying candy while being black. the man who committed that murder should face the consequences and that’s why i signed the petition (and so should you). but, there’s nothing any of us can do to bring Trayvon back and that is pretty devastating. however, i can talk about it here. i can share this story with as many people as possible. i can sign the petitions and forward them to friends, family and followers. and so can you. so, do that. choose that. honor Trayvon’s memory by committing to a better future. as difficult as it may be. Trayvon didn’t choose violence or hate, neither should we.
blessings to those of you that will be in Union Square in hoodies tonight. be peaceful and progressive. offer condolences to Trayvon’s parents and share in this opportunity for change.
“Darkness cannot drive out Darkness: only Light can do that. Hate cannot drive out Hate: only Love can do that.” - MLK Jr.
we’re skipping ahead today. this is an all-time fave because every time i look at it i’m reminded of how happy i was in that moment. jarek had just moved to nyc so, for the first time in 10 years, we were spending my birthday together. between me being such a committed nomad and him being a college kid and then a workin’ man, we were always at the mercy of schedule and location. so, i was VERY happy to be sharing cake and dances with my favorite (and only) little brother. i mean, look at my face. i’m smiling, wrapping and squeezing. all signs of extreme joy (look it up, it’s in the thing).
we’re getting down to the wire. only 3 more days! i think i’ve done almost everything on my to-do list. i finally found shoes and i think all that’s left is to make sure i threaten the lives of the guys taking my brother away for his “bachelor night” and i’ll be good. just about ready to cry my eyes out, eat until my dress requires a safety pin and dance the night away!
photo #3: jmc and i in some lounge on the upper east side. my hair is still in tact so i’m assuming it was early in the night. after learning of my recent nano crash and my need to deter strangers (or random vagabonds) from talking to me during my commute, he gifted me a new nano. he’s thoughtful that way.
and i’m not just saying that because he said nice things about me (i already promised to pay off his student loans one day for that). read more below, he’s so good at his job that they took his picture and put it on the internet. if i worked half as hard as he does, i’d be writing this from my vacation home on the Italian coast, while well-known actors traveled to promote the movie they begged me to be in.
i’m so proud of you, jarek!
Read on for a short interview with Jarek:
we’ll be back, i promise. we miss you.
take care of yourself.
xo, tiff & j