There’s a brain on a city wall. The wall is brick, but the red is shaded in white with electric green lighting bolts shooting out. That’s yours. That’s your brain. The potential it has to create. Just focus on it. Grab a paintbrush. Grab a can. Grab a mic, a pencil, a pen, anything. Get 
There are no explosions in Max Weinman’s films. There is no sex, except perhaps a sudden caught breath in a forest scene, which subconsciously represents the first flicker of lust. There’s no cursing. No drugs. Very few people. Talking. Sound. And with those qualities stripped we’re left with a beautiful commentary on wanderlust and an 
As someone lying to you about being born on February 29, to make this post seem more credible and contextually on point, let me tell you: It’s hard being a leap year baby! It happens once every four years, and people are all like, “Wait, there was’n’ a February 29th last year?” No. There wasn’t. 
Walking up to the venue, my friend turned to me, confused. “Is that the space?” She pointed. “It looks tiny.” Indeed The City Winery appeared to be a corner store. Hardly a spot for a lavish dinner event, followed by an intimate affair with the Haitian great, Wyclef Jean… but then my eyes shifted. It 
If Ayelet Blumberg were a dog, she would be a Jack Russel Terrier. She’s small, friendly and a ball of energy. She’s loved and worked with dogs her entire life, but only recently devoted personal time to creating a dog training business with Sabra Dog Training. “I was extraordinarily unhappy and I realized that my 
Documentarian Jeanne Jordan and painter Beverly McIver both attended an advanced study in the Radcliffe Institute at Harvard. Bev’s studio was right next door to Jordan’s, and the two became fast friends. Jordan marveled at her neighbor’s large-scale paintings, which reminded her of graphic film stills. The two began socializing outside of work, Jeanne inviting 
We said we’d work on getting the interview and by God we cannot tell a lie! After having discovered Warm Ghost in Kim’s Video Store at 7th Stand 1st Ave, it seems that the circle of life will make it’s cycle with the duo playing the store this Wednesday the 22nd. I’ve since roiled in 
So it’s President’s Day. You’re off from work, and really that’s all we’re celebrating. Who was the 27th president? Yeah. That’s what I thought. On this high holy holiday we rejoice that that our 9-5 is more of a 12-9. That happy hour is the minute we set foot into a bar. That the American 
I made the active decision at the beginning of this years fashion week to sit-it-out. Gone are my wily days of mingling with the skinny minnies decked out in this season’s hottest ensemblage. The open bar nights that end with the close minded mornings. The bitch list, trying to explain, “But I was at the 
03. House In My Hands CJ4 With the alt rock scene monopolizing the borough of Brooklyn, and rapidly seething into the likes of all Manhattan venues, a band making big booming music fit for stadium rock is rare. Left to middle America. People that aren’t wrapped up in instances of cool or uncool, but enjoy 
