Hi you guys. Welcome to my blog where I talk about the past. I used to lie in bed at the hospital and think about the past.
I'd like to dedicate this blog to someone I worked for a long time ago. He sublet his apartment to me, and the apartment was in Paris. It was in a great neighborhood. Central to everything. You could walk to anything you wanted to go to.
I think I told you this before, but being a fashion photographer is definitely a young person's game. It's pretty wild. You peak for a short time, and then it seems to be all over. Just like everyone else in the fashion business. Like I said before, it's probably why my head exploded. Anyway, enjoy it while it lasts, if you're involved in the business. My friend here said, I seemed to enjoy it. And I did. You can look back at some of the stories I had. I mentioned it before, but I would go to school for two years, and then I would assist for at least 4 or 6 years. You learn so much assisting. It's amazing. I assisted full time for some people and then I went freelance, assisting many other people. It was a great learning experience, and I still have the scars to prove it! Anyway, take time and look back at previous blogs. There are some good stories. There's many I can't tell you and never will. Ha ha ha. It's my secret. Hey, everyone's got secrets, right?
In the meantime, check out my other blog and then come see the film we did. Check it out. It's April 29th. No need for a car from NYC. Metro North from Grand Central Station. The Depot, where the film's being shown in right there at the train stop in Garrison.
Have a good one. Love, B. Nice