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Entries in Shahriar Shadab (2)

Tuesday
Aug022011

The Caravan 039: Visionary Tattoo Arts Festival 

I'm back from the Visionary Tattoo Arts Festival in Asbury Park.  i couldn't have asked for a better weekend.  The company was grand.  Thank you Jon Lane, Shannon Moran, Fred Harper, and Shahriar Shadab.  You all are amazing.  I didn't take too many pictures while I was there.  Mostly because I was mesmerized by the lightening storm taking place the first night, the starry sky and ocean waves the second night, and the salt water against my skin the third.  There's nothing like falling asleep on the beach to the sound of waves and nothing around but the sky.

Me and Fred Harper upon entering Asbury Park.

That's Fred's awesome darwing of Enigma.  I got to see this from start to finish.

Shannon Moran and Fred show their zombie styles.

Shahriar Shadab and I at brunch the last day of Visionary.

 

Monday
Jul112011

Dreams are Real 038: We Hide in Secret 

We ran away to a hidden garden.  We picnicked in the shade of overgrown brush.  We left with mulberry stained hands and dirt covered feet.  We were a tribe reconnected.

These are a few images from a new project I'm working on called NY Stories.  Each photo set takes place in a different location with a different partner in crime and a different photographer.  I woke up one morning wanting to bring typewriters into a forest, wanting to abandon all technology and just type.  I wanted the click tap click of something that was symbolic. 

Veronika von Volkolva took the train from Canada and met me at my door.  I had not even told her the complete idea yet.  We ate dinner at a Greek restaurant and came home to talk endlessly of art and science and music and movement. 

The next morning we back up choice berries, and various meats and cheeses with fresh baked bread and journeyed to the garden.  Shahriar Shadab would meet us there at two.  "You see," I told her. "He and I met in passing, it was winter and we said, we would have to talk again.  Months passed and nothing and then one magical night we reunited, reading tarot, and talking about dreams until the wee hours of the morning.  Real partnerships are made when you ride the merry go round together sharing cigars. He's going to be my Knight of Swords."