Moved to NYC about 16 years ago, in pursuit of "beauty" and all that entailed. Now far wiser, but not yet wise.

Now finding more value in "Quality" & Integrity; Music. Design. Art. Food. Wine. Details in Craftsmanship. People. Writing... and of course, Beauty.

I'm interested in the perfection of imperfection; not perfection sans imperfection.

I am all about the contrast; ying/yang, high/low, Hermes/walmart (not really, but almost), city/country, brilliance/ignorance, sacred/profane.

I'm a hopeless romantic; but not as in sipping champagne on a beach at sunset. More about the perspective on life and finding depth, value, and inspiration.

Not into Hallmark moments, but instead seeking the real moments in between. Crave experiences that are expansive and bring a smile to my lips for years to come.

Not here just to get laid. We all know finding sex is easy enough without having to masquerade as a "nice guy", to get it. Looking for a bit more dimension.

Looking for a muse, a provocateur, a siren; someone to laugh at myself with, and push my comfort zone, and someone looking for same.

I am into cooking with real, natural ingredients. I try to grow as much as I can, and find the entire process a true creative endeavor.

Not looking for a Sugar Momma, so please stop asking!

I'm a photographer, a sailor, a strategist, a designer, a director, a farmer, an artist, an equestrian, a yoga teacher, an architect, a friend, a bee keeper, a collaborator.

Its important for me to have a multi-faceted career whereas creativity is not limited to one or two different media, but instead is open to a variety of expression.

I am trying to master this all now, while incorporating various sailing odysseys in the process.

Getting myself in and out of trouble. Analyzing things. Overusing semicolons. Misusing words. Remembering smells. Building things. Never being bored. Chopping wood. Falling off horses. Being irreverent- sometimes even appropriately. Falling into the most amazing experiences and situations. Having a pretty great life!

I'm tall and thin; but I'd like to think it was my impeccable style and grace.

The smell of new tennis balls. Belgian (double fermented) beer, NPR, BBC, Pinot Noir, truffles, foie gras, oysters, anything cooked in duck fat, citrus and floral based complex perfumes, Vonnegut, Kafka, Fellini, Goddard, Artists from The Dusseldorf School. Northern Romantic Landscape painters, Roland Barthes, El Bulli, Jim Morrison, the Stiff Little Fingers, Neil Young, Didion, Krishnamurti, Orange Blossoms, Neo-Realist Film, The Clash, I am Love, The Black Keys, Satie, Bob Marley, the smell of a horse, Cecilia Bartolli, Kundera, The Cure, Led Zeppelin, Dangermouse/Sparklehorse, Long legs, Camus, Jung, Herbert Von Karajan, Michael Fried, Murakame, Robert Hughes, Coppola, Noam Chomsky, Rushdie, Almadovar, Ang Lee, Leonard Cohen, Fela Kuti, Red Wine, Gainsbourg, Dostoevsky, The Godfather Trilogy, Cat Power, swimming in the sea, and drying in the sun, Portishead, John Stewart, Ray's Apu Trilogy, Gerhard Richter, Early Rolling Stones, Bowie, Scorsese, PJ Harvey, Neko Case, Patti Smith, Karen O, David Foster Wallace, Family guy, The Dalai Lama, Phillip Glass, Radiohead, Johnny Cash... I guess I should stop here as I might go on forever.

- Music
- Ocean
- Butter
- Sketchbook and Pen, with lots of ink.
- Friends
- 6 more things (obviously rules aren't part of it!)
- Passport
- Good sex
- Something to say
- Camera(s)
- "Appropriate" Irreverence

Why is kindness often seen as weakness?
Wondering why I can't find a decent taco in NYC.
Why are our standards so low in advertising, architecture, design, food, film, etc. Where I will sail next, so I can continue musing about my diatribe, or reconsidering the significance of beauty.

Either driving out of town, or "there" already.

I'm told I smile when I sleep. Can't confirm that.

You're just the right amount of fucked up!

You understand sexuality is about how you feel about yourself, and not about what you "think" a man thinks is sexy!

It moves you to do so, or think we might get along...

You think we might be able to find the "right" kind of trouble...