Here are a few photos I found of my parents last night as I was scanning negatives for a project with my music related photos. These are from a roll I shot while on tour with my band. Our engine had died and I stayed with them for a few days while it got repaired. Often when I was hitting...
From the moment that we found out my wife was pregnant, all I could think about was being a good parent. OK, it wasn’t the only thing I thought about, but it always hovered there as something of primary importance - a profound shift in the way that I saw myself in the world. At the time, I began to...
We all have things that are particularly difficult for us to handle; our own challenges that are unique to us. I am a terrible organizer and having to organize things, be it bills, or negatives, or records, or books, can be very difficult for me. Given this challenge, the process of getting together all of the information and the details...
I was gone for a week, and it all feels like a dream. It took me nearly 24 hours of travel to get to Thessaloniki, and I had just three nights there. It took me almost 2 days to make the trip home. I hardly slept on the journey at all, and after getting home at 5 pm yesterday I...
The following is a presentation I put together for the photo museum in Thessaloniki. I want to first thank the festival and the museum for having me here - in addition I want express my extreme appreciation to Efi Papazachariou for her help and support. It’s thanks to John Waters that I’m here today, because he chose to feature our film Who...
Last night my daughter began working on a film about her grandmother, my mother, who passed away 7 weeks ago. As her health was failing, I spent a couple of hours a day with her. During this time, I began to document her final months. There were some good moments and some tough moments. About 20 minutes ago, I was...
prepping for a scene with Unai and Katy The other morning I woke up a little early in order to go to Yoga. As I walked up to the studio my neighbor from across the street was paying for parking, which was a surprise because I had never seen her there. Then, as I signed in, the people behind me introduced...
It’s Monday Oct 7th, and tomorrow will be 4 weeks since my mother passed away. At this time, last month, I was in a car on the way to the airport in Tel Aviv. After 20 hours of travel I made it to my mother’s bedside in North Carolina with just two hours to spare before she passed away. It’s...
Our mother was the GOAT. Yes I’m referring to just how stubborn she could be, but I’m really using the term to link her with Michael Jordan - who just so happens to have given a nice chunk of money to help build her beloved School of Social Work. Like him, she refused to accept that the ceiling is the...
I have been thinking a lot about images and how their meaning shifts and changes on both a micro and macro level. Individual images gain meaning through the passage of time. Something that feels so normal as to be not worthy of anyone’s attention at one time might spark intense levels of nostalgia 20 years later. ...
I woke up this morning to find myself tagged in the image above, an instagram post about "Radiation", our most successful film from a festival standpoint, but our least successful film in terms of distribution. While it showed at over 40 international festivals, almost no one ever saw it outside of that circuit. This has happened to a few of...
Last week as we sat by a fountain, my mother said, "Look at that bird." I saw it right away. A trick of the light, this shadow bird could only be seen from one angle, and only at a very specific time each day. My mom has always seen shapes in clouds, trees, and sea shells. Her creative mind...