I found myself at Dream New York on Thursday night. It’s a funky hotel with backlit glass topped desks and blue accent lighting in every room. I had a portrait to shoot Thursday evening and then a very early morning call to be on location for a secret assignment. Here I am in my flannel shirt, the King of Anti-Funk.
The secret gig will follow in another blog post. I’m still catching up on sleep, editing, and processing. It’s been a good start to the year in a down economy with an annual report, some portraits, and the job I just mentioned.
I’ve been meaning to post but fell behind. A few links I wanted to pass along. I thought the Paolo Pellegrin series in the NYT Magazine, Great Performers, was just stunning, and Nadav Kander’s portrait of Oscar de la Renta, the week before, was a knock-out as well. More in line with what you think of as one of his than the Obama’s People series.
So, back to Dream. I stay at Dream. I’m a good boy, I’m in bed by 10pm. I have to be up at 3:30am to meet the client at 4am. I don’t sleep a wink, probably just a little anxious about getting up and the next morning’s assignment. Somewhere in there is a Steven Wright joke waiting to break free.