Me? I am just a guy in New York. I run a lot. I fucking love scallops. Feed me bay scallops. Uncooked. I do not care. I get really passionate about emotionally gripping, heartfelt storytelling in the theater, in movies, on tv, or in the back of a taxi cab barreling down the westside highway. I’m an entrepreneur, world traveler and inter-media artist living in Inwood, a.k.a. northern Manhattan. And I am an award-winning writer and filmmaker and a founding partner of the storytelling shop Screaming Panda, LLC.
In many ways, I have taken the road less traveled. It has slapped me onto the bleeding edge of the new digital era. And yet, I do not discrimihate against the analog world. I love classic stories, plays, films and art. I love pure performance, live conversations and spelunking. I relish the natural, dirty, wet, organic crap, the two city parks flanking my home, the only salt marsh in New York, fleshy humans in their sexy outfits, the healthier skunks and most of the other creatures I run into.
This site is an homage to the non-digital world. There are a lot of photos of my ‘hood. It’s supposed to be really damn primitive. Elemental. Man sees goose. Water ripples. Snow. I offer it up as a sliver of my wonderment.