June 17, 2020

Hi everybody. Happy Father’s Day! I’m gonna dedicate this blog to my father. He’s no longer with us, but he’s always around. Anyway, I’ve got a pretty good Father’s Day story.

I’ve always wanted to do a specific project with my Dad. He had the idea of painting icebergs and having a show with me in this gallery in New York. My father was inspired by Frederick Church. I knew exactly where to go. I had been there before. Greenland.

We met with the gallery owner and he agreed to sponsor the trip. I set up the trip like I would one of my fashion shoots. We got up early in the morning (even though it was sunny all the time). We painted and photographed on a boat in the morning. We’d come back, have lunch and then go out in the afternoon on a hike or a helicopter ride. It was a great trip. It only lasted a week, but it was great. A friend of mine produced a documentary called “Meltdown.” Adam Hall shot the film. It was a great tribute to Dad.

We had a show called Meltdown with Pace Prints in New York 2008. It was a great show. At one point I was standing next to Dad. I said, “Hey Dad, look! There is Steve Jobs.” My Dad said, “Who’s that?”

I moved in with Dad and Mom in 2009. It was a great way to get to know my parents all over again. Eventually, after Mom died, Dad and I became roommates. We were the perfect odd couple. I couldn’t talk and he couldn’t hear. You should have seen us with the TV remote. We were like two chimps that found something shiny. It was never a dull moment. Other than painting and eating, we had a great time together. I’ll miss him.

Happy Father’s Day.

Love, B. Nice

Meltdown Exhibition:

http://www.artslant.com/ny/events/show/21143-meltdownthe-icebergs-of-greenland

Meltdown Video:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2D9a54lkiRo

January 22, 2020

Hi everybody. Welcome to the blog where I talk about the past.

I wasn’t sure if I was constantly tired or constantly jetlagged. Either way I was constantly tired. I remember, I would go to my parents’ house to basically sleep. I get there on Friday and sleep until Sunday. I was always tired.

If I described my lifestyle, you’d understand what I mean. I would basically be on a plane every week, going back and forth between Paris and New York. You know it’s bad when the flight attendant say's, “Hi Brian.” I guess that can only last so long.

I basically had two of everything. I would leave my bag at the laundrymat. They would do laundry fold and pack it. Then I’d come home, give them the old laundry in the bag and they’d give me the new one, and off I’d go. Needless to say, my wardrobe was mostly t-shirts and black pants.

You know what, I’m gonna keep it short this week, because I just had surgery again. and I’m a little tired. So, this is B. Nice signing out. Check out my other blog where I talk about the present.

November 13, 2019

I was shameless. I used to use the models as bait. For example, I was doing a book on dogs and their celebrity owners. I would send the girls over to talk to the talent to try to get them to do the photo. The models knew how to talk to the people more than I could. The times I did try, the celebrity told me to piss off. One time I was doing a portrait of a famous surfer. I sent the girl over to ask him to do the portrait and he said sure. If I went over, he would have told me to piss off. I guess she knew how to sell stuff.

It’s funny, you know, it makes me realize what we used to do. I never really thought about it. The client would give us an ugly dress and say “Here. Here’s an ungly dress. Take a nice photo of it and sell lots of them.” We would get a good model, good hair and make up, great location. The pictures were nice. I guess when you look at the photo, you think, “I could be like her in that nice location. That dress looks nice.” Then they get the dress in the mail and all their visions and fantasies are shattered. I guess we were magicians in a way.

One time (before 9/11) I sent the model over to ask the captain of an aircraft carrier If we could shoot on the deck with a bunch of sailors. He said, “Yeah, no problem.” He even gave us his cabin to do hair and makeup. It was a fun shoot. You could do stuff like that before 9/11.

I was more of a spontaneous photographer. I would see a situation and try to use it instead of setting up shots. You know, adapt to situations. If it worked, great. If it didn’t work, move on. I guess that’s where I am now. I have many other stories like the ones above. Anyway, this is B. Nice signing off. Don’t forget to check out my other blog where I talk about the present. Love, B. Nice

October 2, 2019

Hi everyone. We interrupt this regularly scheduled blog for a brief news announcement.

Brian Nice is looking for a new health assistant, as of January. One of my health assistants is leaving. The shifts are mostly at night, Friday, Sunday, Monday and all day Wednesday. One really has to want to be in the healthcare industry. The job isn’t for someone looking for a paycheck. It’s quite rewarding, as you’ll see a human get better.

It would be a big help, if you’re interested. If you are, or you know anyone interested, contact Debra T at Unlimited Healthcare. Their number is 845-473-5900.

That’s all I have to blog about this week. I just need help as of January.

Love, Brother B

May 23, 2019

Hi everyone. Oh man, I should be a travel advice person. We used to go to some amazing hotels, restaurants, countries, etc. If you ever need any advice, just talk to me. I miss those days. We would always go to the west coast in October. The Bahamas in January. Hawaii, February. And Florida, in the Spring. I didn’t see Winter for 15 years. It was a big party. Now I talk to my dog. And the scary thing is, he’s talking back. Love you and miss you guys.

Love, B. Nice