I am polyamorous, and if you aren't familiar with the concept, I'll gladly talk about it. I have always found myself preoccupied with the joy of laughter, the ecstasy of music, and the adventure of exploration. I tell stories, real and imagined, to celebrate the idiosyncrasies of life. I am interested first and foremost with truth, compassion, and making connections that stretch unnoticed into the middle of the night.
I am an artist, musician, and a sometimes actor. I am a gentle giant, loud and passionate with a penchant for making people laugh. I fight for the equality of all people. I am a confident man on a journey never finished, blessed with amazing people in my life who continue to show me new paradigms. I love language and communication and I am not afraid to use it.
Light and sound continue to inspire me. I find the smell of forests at night to be intoxicating. I believe that the best way to light today’s room is with last year’s Christmas lights. I am always down for long drives to nowhere with the intent of getting lost. I love progressive rock songs that go on for way too long, listening to them way too loudly. And bourbon. How did I get along without you.
I love singing harmony with friends and finding harmony in those moments.
I am also a sometimes citizen of Slab City, working on a board of directors with the post modern assemblage art encampment Eastjesus.org. It is a habitable, extensible art environment founded by the late Charles S. Russell. The place is just pure magic.
I work as a catalog and fashion photographer for a vintage clothing line.
Singing. I find more satisfaction in that than almost anything.
Music. Though I’m still working on it.
Loyalty. I’m a damn good friend.
Late night adventures. I’m spontaneous and dangerously inquisitive.
Theatre, though I’ve been away from it for a rather long time now. Sad face.
Knowing a little about a lot of things.
Pop culture references
Cooking, as of late.
Throwing a damn good party.
My mustache, which I try to keep styled in a wry curl.
People say that I have an all enveloping warmth, backed up by my eyes.
Hemingway, Steinbeck, Kerouac, Salinger, Hunter S. Thompson, John Irving, Stephen King, Toni Morrison, Maya Angelou, David Sedaris, Bukowski, William S. Burroughs, etc.
Shakespeare, Eric Bogosian, David Rabe, Charles Busch, Neil Simon, Arthur Miller, James Goldman, Ntozake Shange, Yazmina Reza, Zora Neal Hurston, Tony Kushner, Neil LaBute, Alfred Uhry, Moliere, Anton Chekov, etc.
Wes Anderson, PT Anderson, Simon Pegg, Guy Ritchie, Spielberg, Coppola, Aranovsky, Gondry, Ivan Reitman, Mel Brooks, Ed Wood, Roger Corman, Terry Gilliam, David Fincher, Probably more I’m not thinking about right now…
I don’t watch television. But, I do catch some stuff online when I have the time. These would include Arrested Development, Six Feet Under, Queer as Folk, Sex and the City, Dexter, Battlestar Galactica, Portlandia, Lost, etc…and Frasier. I fucking love Frasier.
Music. Um. I’ll try to make this short.
Pink Floyd, Elton John, Old 97s, Tom Waits, John Legend, Air, Alice in Chains, Billy Joel, Stew/The Negro Problem, Murder by Death, Badly Drawn Boy, Beck, Belle and Sebastian, Bjork, Caravan Palace, Curtis Mayfield, David Bowie, David Byrne, David Gray, Depeche Mode, Dr. Dog, Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeroes, Fleet Foxes, Mumford and sons, Coldplay, Elliott Smith, Jon Brion, Jason Falkner, Rhett Miller, Grant Lee Phillips (and Buffalo), Mr Bungle and Faith No More, Jellyfish, Gordon Lightfoot, Stan Rogers, Kylie Minogue, Jason Webley, Amanda Palmer, Jethro Tull, Leon Russell, Supertramp, Joe Cocker, Joni Mitchell, Fiona Apple, Massive Attack, Metallica, Michael Jackson, Oingo Boingo, Pop Will Eat Itself, Queen, Radiohead, Simon and Garfunkel, The Smashing Pumpkins, Steely Dan, Talking Heads, Sublime, Bob Marley, Easy Star All Stars, The Traveling Wilburys, The Band, CSNY, Carol King, VAST, NIN, VHS or BETA, I’m just gonna stop here for now…
As for food, I’m trying for being mostly vegetarian. But I still love meat and no one will take it away from me. I never met a genre of food I did not like. Except maybe Scandinavian... Too much pickled fish.
I listen to Dan Savage every week.
Adventures to my desert playgrounds, north and south.
My friends and family.
Fuck your rules.
I'm also a pirate or something.