Clandestiny

I met up with a woman named Laurie tonight. She calls herself the Wellness and Beauty Coach. We rendevous'd at Cosmic Cafe, both of us having had very full days of future-making. The connection and exchange was intense, and we both delved very deeply into ourselves, our lives, pasts, insights, relationships, discoveries, intentions, cats and Egyptians. Wow. Four hours of near-psychic interaction, we decided that the deja vu I experienced when I sat down and opened my notebook was indeed a good omen. Yes. YES. YES YES YES YES. I really needed to intensely connect with someone on the same wavelength. A kindred and fierce fiery Saggitarius.  She gave me a title to what I do: Creative Director and Producer of Life Art. Art Star. Shape-Shifter. 

We discussed my undeniable draw to NYC. 

I watched Sex and the City with friends last night. There was an emotional response, as well as a deep thrill. New York Fuckin' City. 24 hour health food stores. Ultra-progressive but gritty. Big Deal City. International as hell and a real Chinatown. 

Earlier today, I photographed Trista. She's a dancer who just graduated SMU and just really hot. There's something carnally sexy about dancing and dancers in general. Their bodies, the talent of using it to form expressions of emotion, abstraction. Here are some of the photos..