Crimson Nights

Filled with crimson angst

they depart into the night.

Hypnotized by the moons haunting lullaby.

they murmur their stories - chromatic hues of melancholy and euphoria.

Watching the world pass by, they lift their half empty glasses and cheers to the present:

"Cheers to today, the only thing that really matters. I relinquish control and understand how insignificant I really am in the monumental universe. I am a dreamer, and don't you ever paint your opinions onto my canvas. Cheers to the now, and cheers to your dreams."

Feeling A little Green.

A little green treat. FYI, green is my favorite color. 

Feat. some lovely plants and some cold pressed green juice from Trader Joe's.

Friendsgiving: North Creek, New York.

This weekend was the ultimate recharge. I had the pleasure of heading to my friends cabin in North Creek, New York for a friendsgiving and everything was perfect. The company, the food, the comfy cabin (which was warmed by a wood-burning stove), AND THE STARS. I was born and raised in NYC so the only lights that I catch at night are the planes flying out of and into Laguardia or JFK airport. THEY WERE REAL STARS, i mean it was simply magical. Anyways, moving on... I almost forgot to mention that there was no WIFI or service at the cabin, so I was forced to put my instagram obsession aside and be fully present. At first it was hard, but eventually it became habitual to just leave my phone behind. Don't get me wrong, the moment I got service back on Sunday, I went back to my old ways of having my phone glued to my palm BUT those 35-40 hours without the internet actually felt nice. Like I mentioned before, I had great company with me, amazing food, and lots of beer (I need to detox until a stuff my face again on actual thanksgiving) so it was all good. It was a 10/10 weekend and if you can, I recommend all of you to just escape one weekend, especially you city folks! Hey, maybe next time i'll leave my phone at home. 

Festival of Life: Yayoi Kusama

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I had the pleasure of visiting Yayoi Kusama's new exhibit at the David Zwirner Gallery yesterday and it was definitely worth the 45 minute wait. I went on a Thursday at around 2:30 PM and the line seemed to move at a swift pace. As whole I loved every second of being there. I mean, I'm a huge fan of art that allows you to leave this world and visit another realm, and Kusama successfully allowed that to happen. My only complaint is that everything was timed and the moment I was able to adjust to Kusama's world, I was told my time was up. You get one minute in that infinity room; ONE FREAKING MINUTE! It honestly felt like 5 seconds cause the moment I steped into that room I was completely overwhelmed and had no idea what to do with myself. My mind started exploding with thoughts: "WHERE DO I TAKE THE SELFIE?! HERE OR OVER THERE? WAIT I SHOULD PUT MY PHONE DOWN AND BE PRESENT." After it was all done I talked about it with my friend Kristin and she mentioned how it could all be a social experiment and I completely agreed with her. I mean this exhibit has INSTAGRAM stamped all over it, and our theory is that most people go just for the gram, and i'm kinda guilty of it. So my advice is to go twice. The first time you go, put your phone away and just enjoy the world that Yayoi Kusama has created, and the second time is when you can go crazy with the selfies. Anyways, despite it being such a rushed experience, I highly recommend that you go see it, it's worth the wait!

One year later

I can't believe that it's been a year since I have moved out of my parents place. You see, I was born and raised in NYC and ended up going to college in the city, so I never really had the chance to dorm and live on my own. Although I was envious of all of my friends that had the opportunity to leave their nests at the time, I'm pretty happy about it now cause I was able to leave college with no student loans (wooo!), anyways back to the point.. I moved to my first apartment with my boyfriend last November and it's honestly the best thing that could have happened to me. I learned how to live, and how to do laundry (yes I was a 24 year old man who could not work a laundry machine), and I learned how to fucking cook (I mean i'm alright, but I can prepare a pretty tasty lemon glazed chicken). Not going to lie, all I made was pasta for the first two months and i'm still pretty sick of it. But yes, moving out was exactly what I needed at that point of my life and although it was absolutely terrifying, I'm happy that I made the leap. I moved at the height of my creative block so I really had no desire to photograph anything, which is pretty sad but here are three photos I found from move in day. Being an adult isn't so bad, but I can do without the constant bills. Cheers to growing up! *raises a glass of mediocre red wine*

- Mister_Visual 

A day at the Met

And here it is, my first post! So I have basically been suffering from a creative block for the past two years and I have not really had any desire to pick up my camera. My poor baby has been neglected and screaming for attention and I just can't believe that i've let this much time go by. It might be cause it's scorpio season, but I woke up about two weeks and realized that I needed to get the fuck out of my bed and start creating again, because honestly creating is my life. I have gone two years neglecting something that is so important to me and I'm just so ready to tackle the world with my camera again. Naturally, I texted my friend Kristin and said, "Let's go to the Met!" I grabbed my very dusty camera and the adventure began. 

Ft. Kristin Kempa (www.kristinkempa.com / @k_kemps)

Your friend,

Mister_Visual

Coming very soon.