Saturday, September 16, 2006


Last night I went to an opening at the Montclair Art Museum where there was an opening for three shows. One of the shows was a group of portraits of American artists taken by my grandfather, and organized by my mom and the museum staff (see above). [There's also a little article on him in this month's Smithsonian magazine. Go Philippe!] Its a cool little museum. They have a great collection of George Inness landscapes. So good. Gods it makes me wish I were more of an oil painter. Also lots of Native American artifacts. I can remember looking at a pair of baby moccasins there as a child and feeling like I was a Native American in a past manifestation. My grandmother, whom I am still caring for every day, is so strong despite being so close to the end. I really am humbled by the power of this body vehicle we are in and its strength. Reminded me of the beauty of our internal systems so wondrously displayed in the "Body Worlds" exhibit I saw in Chicago last year.

Seeing how I am staying in NYC for much longer than expected, I am going to begin working on a project I've always wanted to do: getting a book published of all of my grandfather's experimental, eclectic, and beautiful photos that don't really fit in so much with the straight celebrity portrait work he is most known for. I've grown up in the archives, so I've seen the buried gems, and I want to dig them out and share them with a new audience.

Today I took a break, went to central park, followed my intuition and was rewarded by finding a healing circle to be a part of. It was so healing just to find a group of people who wanted to empower each other and share some universal love and wisdom. The main message I took from the group was the power of intention of thought in regards to shaping our reality, as well as trusting our highest form of knowledge. People need help, and I hope we all can realize our strength and start by healing ourselves. Or rather, may I be a vehicle to help awaken that seed of conscious, and void with in us all where creation emerges. May each breath I take remind me of the power I have to embody and share that love, and may I be replenished and continue to share.

Thursday, September 14, 2006

Sphereism manifesto (2005)

This is what I wrote a few years ago, but due to new revelations I need to update it


Sphereism is. Sphereism is the world around you. Sphereism is the world within you. Sphereism is. Sphereism is even that which is in direct opposition to Sphereism. Sphereism is how you grow and how you decompose. Sphereism is the building blocks of tangible reality and invisible energy. Your personal Sphereism is the direct results of your thoughts.

Charles and Ray Eames “Power of 10” film
Quantum Physics
Buddhist Philosophy
Personal observation of phenomena produced patterns
“Dali Atomicus” by Philippe Halsman
Masaru Emoto’s research of prayers for water crystal production
Buckminster Fuller
The 2004 RNC protest in NYC + The Name of The Rose by Umberto Eco
DNA research by Jeremy Darby
Jean Arp’s experiments with chance
Han Haacke’s “Untitled Statement” (1966)
Mola weavers of Panama
Conversations with Clint Taniguchi
Drunvalo Melchizedek’s sacred geometry research

The rectangle breast has too long nursed us away from the observable pattern posts on our paths that point us to the un-spiral within. Our cult’s fractured right angle schizo-mania splits us, boxes us, and buries us alive in coffin towers. Back to nature. Back to basics. Back to humility.


Black Holes Whole Sale. New Sphereism drawing (Sept. 2006). Title: "Hey far out kid, kiss me where the sun don't shine"

Tuesday, September 12, 2006

Higher powers

"I'm not part of history, I'm more of a part of mystery" -Sun Ra

Is there a god? I was given this today on the street. Surely this indicates something......

Monday, September 11, 2006

Me a Pharaoh and Would he Haulin?

Columbia County Fair, upstate NY last week

old friends

detail of reincarnation stew drawing I've been working on this week