So i’m at that point where my Personal Business has had it’s fair share of Exposure. So i suppose It’s time to re-position the posture…
So after much soul searching, on the quick note: i will be following my original goals and reducing the custom orders i take on this year. Sure it’ll be a major decrease in income for me - but i am risking it all for personal power over my personal place in the artistic industry.
So i guess, in short, i’m throwing away the cheesy title of being clothing customizer - and pulling out the heavyweight title of *drumroll*
I wouldn’t say Starving though. I would say, moreso, Self Serving - I follow Salvador Dali’s business mind way too much to become self-inflictingly malnourished.
So this, ladies and gentlepenises, means that i will be totally exclusive to what i sell and to who. My knowledge has always been that real artists never sell/produce a piece twice unless they are at gunpoint. And in truth, that is how i’ve always been. But i guess peer pressure of making a stable amount a week has fcukd with my beliefs.
so i guess i’ma be the same as i ever was.
I will be totally select with custom orders, unless i find that it is:
necessary for my growth as an artist.
The stuff i will be selling on-site will all be vintage, exclusive, one-off pieces that will all be original pieces done by myself. No outer, external influences. Just strictly "me-pieces".
I will, however, replicate a few Series under SNKPRVW and will be coming out with quite a few exclusive sub-brand/collabo’s with other talented artists in the year 2010.
So getcho’ 2-D glasses on and keep watchin’ this space.
“If i’m not Speaking through instruments, Writing on paper, Moving to music, Talking in rhythm, Spilling on canvas. Then I believe that i am not really speaking.”—- a socially retarded, Jack of all trades. Guess Who?
“Back to you, It always comes around. Back to you. I try to forget you, i try to stay away. But it’s too late.
Over you, I’m never Over, Over you. There’s something about you…It’s just the way you move…The way you move me.”—John Mayer
'cause all i see is a hot thang, hot thang, hot thang, hot thang.
"She’s Cold Blooded. Love how ya meltin the ice, you’re like the sunshine of my life" - Talib Kweli
I will be hitting up the city to do a collaboration with my good friend, and fellow dancer Melanie Hitchcock to the new Omarion track "I Get It In". I am personally quite disappointed with O’s new album because of the fact that the b*tch uses autotune in most of it. Why autotune when you’ve got the vocals? It’s ok in small doses but don’t mean you gotta go to the mall sounding like that. y’aahmsayin?
So like, i’d rather his “21” album. Why, you ask? Because it has that lowkey, loungin’ out, in the mood, let’s have sex right now in this elevator kinda Neptunes sound. And if you ask ANYONE, to me, Pharrell holds down the black keys like no one else in this game at the current moment. I know many might oppose, but yep, Skateboard P does it for me. Ever since “Right here” by SWV. If you don’t know that the man has been there since SWV in the early 90’s then you’re not really a fan.
And i don’t even want this dude’s autograph, nor do i want to win a competition to chill with him. I just wanna sit there and creatively brainstorm stuff with the guy. Digg?
So a mate (Narayan Holden) and i are re-joining to form a music partnership under the name “The Voyager II”. Abbreviated as TVII. Sorta sounds like some nasty TMNT sequel gone Star Trek, but yo on the real? there is plenty of meaning lying inside that name for us two space cadets. Ain’t got to explain really. Until we get an interview on MTV for that shit, of course ;)
Suspense is the best revenge.
but for now, it’s open for intepretation.
Less than 30 minutes. To come up with an official name and 2 draft logos:
Speedier than that mouse dude named Gonzales.
So these are just draft concepts. Meetups will be done on the regular to keep us musically excercised. Not excorcised. Narayan & i being on the beats - Me being on the vocals/songwriting, and vice versa. We plan to do something totally indie. In no way, shape or form, anything you hear being turned into a ringtone……….ok, well maybe 1 or 2 tracks just to play it smart on the mainground tip :)
I am writing all this because i believe anything written down has a 90% chance of working out. And if you don’t believe me? Ask that guy over there…
An amazing thing happened today. A lady with balloons. i shall refer to her as the balloon lady…
I swear on my life that she was an angel in disguise. She sort of came and left. Gave her subtle advice to me and a friend (michelle bonney god bless her) and disappeared at ashfield station.
So what happened was, we hopped on the south line train from central and immediately (as if it wasn’t attention seeking enough) we spotted a bunch of blue and white balloons. We sat down about 3 rows behind them - right next to an asian dude. So yeah, me being me and absolutely loving my personal space, i jumped at the occasion to grab a full vacant seat. And that is when the balloon lady started to conversate with us.
Turns out that she was a travelling doctor. I honestly just thought she was gonna be some looney that was a major fanatic of the movie “UP”, but that just taught me not to judge before i really know a situation. She actually collected those balloons for the childrens hospital, and was on her way to deliver them with a broken leg. amazing right?
So we spoke for a while, and she told us about her adventures as a travelling freedom doctor and how gratifying it was to have saved so many lives with the simple intention to do good in this world. She made it clear that we were not alone, and that we should never give up on our dreams. that there is a path for everyone and once the path has been realized, we can do wonders for ourselves and other people.
She might’ve sounded looney to others on the carriage - but to us, she was the amazing balloon lady.
What was really strange though, was Michelle and i personally knew this underlying truth and have actually been discussing intention and controlling your subconscious mind the whole time we were hanging out. Then the balloon lady pops up and tells us exactly what we needed to hear.
no, not freaky.
we asked for it.
Rubbed on life’s magic lamp and got the truth from a complete, and utterly beautiful stranger.
So, she turns to michelle and gives her some heartfelt advice about her current situation. Right on the money too.
then she turns to me. "i know a man who constantly helps everyone out silently, and does not expect a single bit of praise for it. really young looking jewish fellow."
she smiles, grabs the bunch of blue and white balloons, and gets off at her stop.
Mind you, i have actually been preaching all day about truly giving and not giving to receive - but to purely give to others silently and honestly.
Maybe it is a small reminder to me. Or maybe even an answer to a question floating in my subconscious? whoknows.
Ladies and germs, this is exactly why i appreciate public transport on the rare occasion. Apart from the shitty, smelly, and confused air-
conditioning system - I would never in my life, give up a rare moment like that for a testosterone-fueled shitbox.
"fuck jewels, i think my soul glows bright enough and fuck whips, i learn more when i ride the bus and fuck gold, it’s bad enough that we fight for bucks and fuck hoes, ‘cause in the end i need a wife to love.. plus heaven is the life for us.. so god, show me the good life.”