Opinions?
Monday
Help a Libra out.
My "brand" tends to be poppy [as in bright not opium] well lit images. However in the last couple years I have taken to low saturated images and most recently I've been pulled to sepia and black and white. A true shout out to the 15 year old me who thought that I would never shoot color... Last week I took a road trip from San Francisco to Austin Texas with a lovely little creature- Serra Victoria Bothwell Fels. She makes embellishments for the ladies and is based in a small town known as Brooklyn.
Opinions?
Opinions?
Thursday
SF->ATX->SF->ATX->SF->ATX->SF->ATX->SF->ATX->SF->ATX->SF
The equation above: SF->ATX->SF->ATX->SF->ATX->SF->ATX->SF->ATX->SF->ATX->SF is exactly what I have done so far this year. I am serious. Seven times since February. There have been other pit stops here and there (New York, Kansas, Oklahoma, New Mexico, Arizona, Burning Man and Mendocino) but more or less my year can be summed up in that spin cycle. And, you know what, I have loved it.
It is not what I thought my life would look like at this point. I thought for sure I would be settled in to a city (nyc, sf or la) and be working on building my client list. I would send out mailers on a consistent schedule (to show my stability), tote my portfolio around to agencies and magazines, go to art shows and shmooze with other industry creatives. I would build a network of ambitious artists friends and we would collaborate on a series of wild projects drummed up to create a buzz from an audience of people (with more money and no creativity) interested in paying us to do awesome things. Oh and I would probably have an art director boyfriend or something.
Instead I went to Austin with two suitcases on a 3 week writing sabbatical and now I live there. As far as photography goes I have sort of taken a detour (see aforementioned 'writing sabbatical'). I am still completely in love with image making, but I decided it was time (with the encouragement of the recession) to put my nose to the grindstone and work on the book I have had rattling around in my brain. So I wrote and wrote and now I have 106,000 words of a memoir and am about to start (what I envision to be) a sixth month editing phase with considerably less travel... maybe.
Austin has been treating me well. The town is overflowing with affordable music shows, I have made a few friends and picked up some video work from a steady client. The work isn't what I *love* to do but it has afforded me a trip back to SF every 6 weeks... and two apartments. That's right. The first is a one bedroom house and the second is a single room cottage. They are on the same block. Really they are just an outward sign of my inward excessiveness, however, man they are cute. (And combined they are cheaper than three of the flats I lived in in the Bay Area.)
All of this has reinforced a couple things.
1) you can do anything if you are willing to do the hustle.
2) learn a skill or trade that you can use while traveling to make money.
3) learn how to ask for help and give it back freely.
4) let the Universe carry you.
Much love,
Frankie
It is not what I thought my life would look like at this point. I thought for sure I would be settled in to a city (nyc, sf or la) and be working on building my client list. I would send out mailers on a consistent schedule (to show my stability), tote my portfolio around to agencies and magazines, go to art shows and shmooze with other industry creatives. I would build a network of ambitious artists friends and we would collaborate on a series of wild projects drummed up to create a buzz from an audience of people (with more money and no creativity) interested in paying us to do awesome things. Oh and I would probably have an art director boyfriend or something.
Instead I went to Austin with two suitcases on a 3 week writing sabbatical and now I live there. As far as photography goes I have sort of taken a detour (see aforementioned 'writing sabbatical'). I am still completely in love with image making, but I decided it was time (with the encouragement of the recession) to put my nose to the grindstone and work on the book I have had rattling around in my brain. So I wrote and wrote and now I have 106,000 words of a memoir and am about to start (what I envision to be) a sixth month editing phase with considerably less travel... maybe.
Austin has been treating me well. The town is overflowing with affordable music shows, I have made a few friends and picked up some video work from a steady client. The work isn't what I *love* to do but it has afforded me a trip back to SF every 6 weeks... and two apartments. That's right. The first is a one bedroom house and the second is a single room cottage. They are on the same block. Really they are just an outward sign of my inward excessiveness, however, man they are cute. (And combined they are cheaper than three of the flats I lived in in the Bay Area.)
All of this has reinforced a couple things.
1) you can do anything if you are willing to do the hustle.
2) learn a skill or trade that you can use while traveling to make money.
3) learn how to ask for help and give it back freely.
4) let the Universe carry you.
Much love,
Frankie
Road Trippin'
Hello loves.
A dear friend of mine turned 30 and decided to take road trip from San Francisco to Austin Texas with another friend of ours. I hopped in the car with them and we took off into the sunset Saturday afternoon. We spent our first night in Roswell NM. chasing aliens. In the am we went to the UFO museum, stopped in Albuquerque for lunch and made it to Flagstaff by night fall. The next morning we ate some delicious breakfast at a local joint called Martanne's and then headed north to the Grand Canyon. By nightfall we crossed the Hoover be Dammed and made it into Vegas where we spent two nights. I met up with some locals and did a late night tennis match photo shoot. The gents were nice enough to help me hunt down the trailer park I used to live in and the school I used to attend 20 years ago. We hopped the fence and took some more long exposure night shots. In the morning I went for a swim in the Bellagio hotel, wrote in my journal and we hit the road- through the Mojave Desert and up to San Francisco by 10 pm. The following morning I hopped into another car with my cousins and Aunt and we drove 7 hours north to Grants Pass OR for a family reunion on a farm.
This is the life.
A dear friend of mine turned 30 and decided to take road trip from San Francisco to Austin Texas with another friend of ours. I hopped in the car with them and we took off into the sunset Saturday afternoon. We spent our first night in Roswell NM. chasing aliens. In the am we went to the UFO museum, stopped in Albuquerque for lunch and made it to Flagstaff by night fall. The next morning we ate some delicious breakfast at a local joint called Martanne's and then headed north to the Grand Canyon. By nightfall we crossed the Hoover be Dammed and made it into Vegas where we spent two nights. I met up with some locals and did a late night tennis match photo shoot. The gents were nice enough to help me hunt down the trailer park I used to live in and the school I used to attend 20 years ago. We hopped the fence and took some more long exposure night shots. In the morning I went for a swim in the Bellagio hotel, wrote in my journal and we hit the road- through the Mojave Desert and up to San Francisco by 10 pm. The following morning I hopped into another car with my cousins and Aunt and we drove 7 hours north to Grants Pass OR for a family reunion on a farm.
This is the life.
Sunday
Work in Austin
Work in Austin has been going really well. I just finished a 6 day video shoot for a major e-commerce company. The project consisted 24 products in various environments both still life and with model. I am new to shooting video so there are the standard little challenges, probably the most annoying being that I don't understand editing of video so I never truly know how the final product is going to pull together. In turn, I am sure I over shot to make sure we had enough footage. After 6 days I ended up with a total of 358 videos. I thank the Gods I am working with great editors.
I also will be shooting the September cover of a local magazine here which is exciting.
It looks like Austin was a good move business wise, though I still ache for NYC and London and LA and Paris and Berlin... We will see.
I also will be shooting the September cover of a local magazine here which is exciting.
It looks like Austin was a good move business wise, though I still ache for NYC and London and LA and Paris and Berlin... We will see.
Saturday
Austin and Fashion
I just did my first fashion shoot in Austin of two French girls Morgane and Stephanie. The bamboo forest is my backyard.
Sunday
Austin, Church and the Written Word
Hey all! I have no idea who is reading this but Google Analytics tells me that you folks are, so... here is an update.
I took the month of February *off* to partake in a month long writing sabbatical of sorts. I had originally planned to take this said sabbatical in New York City, Brooklyn to be specific, in the house of a sweet friend and beautifully talented musician Sheah Abelman, a member of the Yard Dogs Road Show.
However New York in February was... cold. Not only was it physically cold, but the writing project is my autobiography, which is icy enough in parts without putting myself through the actual real-live frost. So I changed plans and flew to Austin Texas to couch surf and write. Over my month long stay I fell in love with Austin. I wrote over 80,000 words and couldn't get enough of this warm little art filled music filled city-town. A 1940's house on a main street opened up a few doors down from my oldest friend Lila. The rent is super reasonable, the house is commercially zoned and is ridiculously cute. So, without much of a second thought, I moved here on an It Feels Right, Northern California whim.
The status on the book is that it is 106,790 words. I have a few sample chapters edited up and ready for review and I have a query letter that is pretty much good to go. Illustrator Winston Lehman is working on the three family trees for the book.
The house is going to be turned into a collective DIY art/photo space open for people to come coexist while they create. A dream of mine for a while has been to start an event called Church on Sundays. The idea being mixed lovechild blend of Sunday brunches with artists versions of TED talks and performances by various musicians and creatives.
[In cas you don't know what TED is, check this out: http://www.ted.com/talks/elizabeth_gilbert_on_genius.html]
Another project I have going on is Addicted the Magazine. Folks have heard me talk about it over the past 6 months, however with the new acquisition of this collective art house awesome space I am making huge leaps to manifest it. If you are interested in participating, please shoot me an email.
You can help fund the project here: http://www.kickstarter.com/profile/FrankieShotMe
So for the record, I love you.
More to come.
Frankie.
p.s. you love me.
I took the month of February *off* to partake in a month long writing sabbatical of sorts. I had originally planned to take this said sabbatical in New York City, Brooklyn to be specific, in the house of a sweet friend and beautifully talented musician Sheah Abelman, a member of the Yard Dogs Road Show.
However New York in February was... cold. Not only was it physically cold, but the writing project is my autobiography, which is icy enough in parts without putting myself through the actual real-live frost. So I changed plans and flew to Austin Texas to couch surf and write. Over my month long stay I fell in love with Austin. I wrote over 80,000 words and couldn't get enough of this warm little art filled music filled city-town. A 1940's house on a main street opened up a few doors down from my oldest friend Lila. The rent is super reasonable, the house is commercially zoned and is ridiculously cute. So, without much of a second thought, I moved here on an It Feels Right, Northern California whim.
The status on the book is that it is 106,790 words. I have a few sample chapters edited up and ready for review and I have a query letter that is pretty much good to go. Illustrator Winston Lehman is working on the three family trees for the book.
The house is going to be turned into a collective DIY art/photo space open for people to come coexist while they create. A dream of mine for a while has been to start an event called Church on Sundays. The idea being mixed lovechild blend of Sunday brunches with artists versions of TED talks and performances by various musicians and creatives.
[In cas you don't know what TED is, check this out: http://www.ted.com/talks/elizabeth_gilbert_on_genius.html]
Another project I have going on is Addicted the Magazine. Folks have heard me talk about it over the past 6 months, however with the new acquisition of this collective art house awesome space I am making huge leaps to manifest it. If you are interested in participating, please shoot me an email.
You can help fund the project here: http://www.kickstarter.com/profile/FrankieShotMe
So for the record, I love you.
More to come.
Frankie.
p.s. you love me.
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