26.1.12

YEAR OF THE DRAGON


i have eight films stashed in a box from my adventures, desperately awaiting the funds required to develop
them. i am thoroughly determined to explode this journal with content this year but until i can afford the
upkeep its going to be taking a vow of impoverished silence.

meanwhile, if you'd like to help a brother out, i have a song up on bandcamp that's ripe for the 'choose your
own price' buyin' if you will: under by watercolours 

i'm currently reviewing the treatment for another music video to follow my last self-funded one. this time i
was awarded a grant to pay for the recording and video of a new song called 'pazzida', though i harbour
slight concerns over it's incongruity with the other release, i hope you'll like it for all it's poptacularness none
the less. it's special because it contains many a hand clap and choir yelp from a loveable group of scamps -
many of whom don't populate my immediate geographical vicinity any more.

otherwise my 2012 thus far has consisted of:
- working most days and most nights in brooklyn on fresh new songs.
- willing snowfall before my departure back to summertime in the olde country (unfortunately unfulfilled) 
- spending three disconnected days in what can only be described as heavenly hokianga.
- attempting to render my resume more charming in an effort to win a new job.
- fitting an eight-piece band into my bedroom for rehearsals.
- being one half of a tramp couple, surviving solely on lentil soup for an entire week.

it feels quite strange to be so candid. does it colour you with discomfort? might try it out for a spell.

x chelsea jade
me taken by justyn on a bushwick rooftop in NYC, january 2012, digital

9.1.12

SUMMER RETURN























not long now, mister. keep get that sun blaring.

x chelsea jade
jackson in the fort in november, minolta, black and white film

29.12.11

SONG MAKING






















like this except winter.
[currently making songs in brooklyn]


x chelsea jade
bushwick, NYC in september, canon AE1, film


p.s - tumblr

23.12.11

NIGHT SWIMMER


over night in early november, when it was too cold to swim, we drove to the nearest cove, shuddered by the
shore and threw ourselves into the dark water. you were quiet after the excitement of being soaked in cold
on a night like that and you said you were thinking about breathing underwater. i was thinking about you
and how we were suddenly swimming in the same waters after being ships in the night for so long.

x chelsea jade
underwater projection in november, minolta, black and white film