July 30, 2013
July 29, 2013
This is a video I made with the very talented Mike Paunovich. We shot it in San Francisco, in the foggy summer months. My character- Gregor Ross- loves San Francisco in the summer… for there are so many clouds. Enjoy!
Check it out–> In Praise of Clouds with Gregor Ross
July 18, 2013
“Excuse me,” she startled him. “May I kiss you?” He sighed. He was already in a relationship, with a woman, kissing other woman was against the rules. “I’m very beautiful.” She wasn’t lying. She was gorgeous; long thin legs, a slender face and beautiful natural breasts; she must have been a model. “A big kiss. Wet. Then maybe I could stick my tongue in your ear and we could take steps towards having sex?” The Mexican music playing in the coffee shop was especially plucky now, his leg began to shake. She came closer, “it’s not like I always do this, in fact I rarely do, but you…you’re just so intriguing.”
His espresso had one drop left, he sucked it down and noticed his shaking leg began to rock the table and in turn, the small glass of water on it. “I’m from here,” she said. “I live very close, we could go back to my apartment!” She bent over…cleavage…she licked her lips very slowly. “I’m really interested in learning more about you…getting to know what makes you tick?” Now, for the first time, he smiled. He appreciated this line. She actually was interested in his work! “I could show you my studio- I’m a wonderful art-“– “Listen”, he cut her off, “I’m in a relationship.” She paused, stood straight up and buttoned her blouse.
She was sad. She reached into her purse and pulled out what looked like a black bic lighter, and flipped open a switch blade. He jumped. “Calm down,” she whispered,”don’t scream”. Now she was very close and he could tell she was actually more beautiful up close than from 2 feet away. “One kiss,” she said. She leaned in and her thin red lips engulfed his upper lip. It was a wet kiss and her breath smelled like strawberry’s and lavender. She inhaled, and as she exhaled her body shook like a wet dog. She slipped her knife back into her purse and abruptly exited the coffee shop. He looked over his shoulder as she hustled down the sidewalk. She truly was very beautiful.
July 2, 2013
I was having a shitty day. Negative, slow and just hopeless. I was in The Marina district and decided to walk back to Noe Valley (around 3.5 miles). I had just conquered a huge hill when Hayley called me. “What are you doing?” she said. “I’m walking home.” “That’s really far!” she said. I didn’t care. Hayley said she was on a bus heading to an interview, “where are you?” she said. I told her I was on Folsom about to get to the corner of Jackson. She paused and said, “that’s where I am.” I looked up at the bus that had just stopped at the corner and there she was. We were literally right next to each other- separated only by a few feet and a few inches of metal and glass. We both stared at each other- AMAZED- and just began laughing. Then, I noticed an old woman, with a cane and a hunched back standing very close to me. “That’s a beeeeautiful girl!” she said. “I know, that’s my girlfriend, we’ve been dating for 8 years!” She said, “OOoohhh, you should marry her before someone else SNATCHES her up!” The bus pulled away and Hayley and I, still on the phone, hung up. I asked the old woman if I could help her cross the street. We linked arms and made our way, slowly, accross Folsom. “You’re a very nice looking boy,” she said, “if you two got married, you’d have half a dozen nice looking kids”. I smiled and said thank you. When we had crossed the street she looked at me and said I had “very very nice teeth”. I smiled again and thanked her.
In a minute and a half, a coincidental bus encounter and helping a stranger cross the street cleared the fog, made the sun come out and made my 3.5 mile journey ahead completely worth it.