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bad night

haha, i took this with my cell cam when i was wondering around after dinner two weeks or so ago.  it seems that someone wasn't paying attention.  haha.

Chernobyl on Wall Street

The blogging has been sporadic. I am sorry, I know I know. But it has been like living in a whirlwind. I saw Susan Sarandon as she sat next to me at lunch, Colin Farrel getting out of his celeb-mobile on MY street! haha, so funny, so weird... but I guess seeing celebs is typical according to Gary. Things have finally settled in my apartment, in New York, and in Boston and I am now throwing myself into being creative. And being creative means blogging as well as painting, so much to come, as I try to skimp on spending money.

I got up early yesterday and headed all the way to the tip of Manhattan to wander around Battery Park, Wall Street, the LowerEastSide, Chinatown, Little Italy, and then ultimately to Union Square where I met my friend Joe for lunch and a movie. For the last two days, I have been completely alone so getting out of my apartment and seeing people was needed, as well as seeing a friend I truly like hanging out with. I took my camera along for the trip which was mainly why I went. The best are in this post.

A Farm and Walden Pond

Walden Pond:

NYC Pride, the parade

The NYC Pride parade has to be seen, once.  And then never again.  It goes on for hours upon hours upon hours, like I left after 4.5 having only seen 70% of it.   Hillary was the best part, honestly.   Everyone went WILD over her, and not the hot boys she had in tow wearing tank tops and sleeveless shirts, lol.  Second pic are her boys, haha.  The rest of the blog entry will have to wait until I recover, sorry boys.  I also head to Miami in two days so I have tons to do.

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This previous banner image is from Florianopolis, Brazil.  Florianopolis and this whole area is like heaven on earth.  The beaches are absolutely stunning, as are the surfer boys smoking up as they sit on their boards.  The image is from one of the more remote beaches called Praia Mole which is reachable only by walking down some dirt path.    The picture is cropped and tilted.  Here is the original image and another from the same beach.

The Weekend of the Tattoo

I flew to NYC last Friday morning and had a truly great day, minus the severe thunderstorm that had us stranded inside at Pace Wildenstein (an art gallery) in Chelsea and the hellish cab ride to Logan airport in Boston which is when my cabbie took off the sideview mirror of a womans car as she was sitting in it!  It eventually turned out sunny, warm, and beautiful but by then we were done looking at art and eating.  The only thing worth talking about is Richard Serra's new show at Gagosian which is just truly spectacular.  These huge honking metal sculptures which you can walk around, in, and have chemical rusting that looks like a Pollock painting are just as I said.. spectacular.  J and I had lunch in a little place on W14 and 7th that was like a lunch we shared in a little restaurant in Paris.  We had the three course lunch which was delicious and ate in a nearly empty restaurant (also like Paris since we arrived lated, it was after 2pm ... a no no in dining in France) as the sun started shining.

I shared two firsts Friday, and I am sure just two of many to come in this city, but for the first time ever, I met a friend in NYC without being with someone else to get there.  Does that make sense?  I met him alone is what I mean.  I also rode the subway by myself, rocking to my iPod mind you, for the first time ever.  I only went one stop the incorrect way before realizing I was going downtown instead of up (stupid mistake it seems) but for some reason the 3 train was weird.. but I quickly fixed the problem and got where I was going.  TOTALLY exciting from my view, sorry.. I know it might seem lame but these are two huge firsts to me.  NYC's subway has always confused the fuck out of me and because of that it has been intimidating.

So yah, HUGE... and since I am doing it all myself for once, it seems totally awesome and nearly perfect that I got a tattoo on Saturday in the LowerEastSide of a heraldic lion (I mentioned my interest in getting one awhile back).   Needless to say, it was fucking awesome, and looks fucking awesome.  I am so psyched!  I already want more, I think my idea of one on each hip is next.  The pain is not that bad, lol.    It is sorta hot actually, haha...honestly!     While waiting to be whisked off to Fire Island since after getting a tattoo you sorta want to eat and sleep which hit me basically a few hours later than normal, I bonded with the tattooist girl and learned that she also paints so it was cool.  I am planning on going back to get more in August, I think.  M showed up with the puppie and we drove right into obnoxious traffic on some highway through Brooklyn and Queens and then the L.I.E.  After a car ride, a boat ride, and a walk, we ended up at his fabulous house in the Pines on Fire Island for my FIRST EVER (yes, haha.. there are still virginal moments) trip to Fire Island.  My instant thought was that there is no comparison between Fire Island and Ptown, other than homo's frequent both.  They are two entirely different experiences.  Ptown is much more commercial and built up, much more jam packed with people (especially woman) yet still super beautiful once you trek to the beaches, or the woods, or DickDock, lol.  I love that you can't drive on the island.  I love the way people walk around on boardwalks and at night they carry flashlights.  The whole walking down the paths at night is just like a fuckfest waiting to happen and even though I witnessed nothing, I still think it is incredibly hot.  The only thing negative I would have to say about the island is that it is UBER-UBER rich.  It makes Ptown look like a hick middle class slum.  It is a little discomforting actually but I do think it just takes some getting used to.

I met M's best friend, the oh so adorable French boy from Lyon, and their boyfriends, one of whom is the architect for the supposedly dreamy waterfall water fountain in the new  Norman Forster building in Manhattan.  I am getting tired of meeting boys with boyfriends though, lol.  We had a candlelit dinner with music by the French group Gotan Project (they did a lot of the music in SATCity when they go to Paris) and food created by a truly talented chef.  The food was was noticeably great at dinner but incredibly so at brunch when he created blueberry pancakes like no other.  I am still drooling.  At about the time I was supposed to be crashing thanks to the tattooing, I changed and went to the Sip and Twirl which is basically the only bar on FireIsland, or in the Pines at least, I guess.  I am in love with Mary J's "Can't Be Without You" remix.  haha.. the whole thing was funand just hysterical.  The whole bar was sooooo random, yet the music was... haha.. better than most places in Boston.  Even though the bar felt like you were in a remote town in the middle of nowhere, which I guess sorta is true, it's packed with every boy from Manhattan (nearly like the whose who actually) ... and still better than CCafe in Boston, Boston's main gay shithole bar. 

And even though we got stuck in mindnumbing traffic on the way back to the city, and that I had to run to my gate (for the first time ever, lol), it was a spectacular weekend filled with lots of firsts, lol. 

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The last image that I chose for the blog's top banner was a photo I took in Sao Paulo. It was looking out from a bus (that we really didn't want to get off) looking out into the rolling hills which were absoutleyl plastered with shantytown housing, or as we call them in Brasil, favelas. The photo has been cropped slightly but it is unedited otherwise.

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The last blog top was a photo taken in D.U.M.B.O, an up and coming, artsy, trendy but still grungy rough and hot part of Brooklyn  which I imagine might be my future home.  Obviously the bridge is the Brooklyn bridge but the entire photo has been distorted by pulling it to the top and bottom right corners, one at a time.  The photo was taken on an amazingly spring like day back in January when I was in Manhattan visting friends.  Throw in some funky font and well, there you go.

Gay Cruise Pics

All of these photos come from Tom.  Thanks :)

Buenos Aires photos