The book goes well. It's an interesting project but I'm having a lot of fun learning how to actually put a book together. The pictures have to tell a story, the story has to tell a story and there's all these "rules" that you have to abide by that you don't have to when you say ... blog. So it's cool. I'm stoked about it. It's like a college art project except this one's a litlte bigger and I don't get a grade - I get a paycheck.
Other than that life in Cali is great. It's sunny and warm and I try to stay outside as much as possible.
Stay tuned. For what? Who knows. We'll see.
Peace,
-marc
Sunday, February 18, 2007
Thursday, February 15, 2007
Barry
My photography inspiration Noah Grey's husband, Barry passed away a few days ago. This hits home in weird ways and just makes me want to point out how precious life and love is. In all shapes and sizes we should focus on the positive of this world and force negativity out of our individual lives. Simplify your own life and help those around you to appreciate beauty and realness.
Peace,
-marc
Peace,
-marc
Monday, February 05, 2007
Back in LA
I'm back in Los Angeles! Yeah...it's nice to be back home from tour. It's nice to call California my home. And it's warm and beautiful - which is also nice. =)
Tour was amazing. It was by far the coolest 2 months of my life to date. Life on the road is fast, exciting and always new. Being in a different city every single day, living in hotel rooms, and treated like a rock star never got boring and I'd recommend it to anyone. The people became family, every need was taken care of and for the first time I felt like the photographer I've always wanted to be. There wasn't a moment to complain or an event that was unpleasent.
Currently I'm woring on my biggest project ever - a book called Along For the Ride. (the title may change. . . who knows). I've got representation and everything lined up for the book to be published! Now I just have to put it together. It's a fun learning process and hopefully the start of something fundamental to my career.
This is a good time in my life. Just coming off an intense trip across the country and chilling out. Catching up, setting up, and starting up. The sun is shinning (literally) in my direction and I feel good and full of positive energy.
Peace,
-marc
Tour was amazing. It was by far the coolest 2 months of my life to date. Life on the road is fast, exciting and always new. Being in a different city every single day, living in hotel rooms, and treated like a rock star never got boring and I'd recommend it to anyone. The people became family, every need was taken care of and for the first time I felt like the photographer I've always wanted to be. There wasn't a moment to complain or an event that was unpleasent.
Currently I'm woring on my biggest project ever - a book called Along For the Ride. (the title may change. . . who knows). I've got representation and everything lined up for the book to be published! Now I just have to put it together. It's a fun learning process and hopefully the start of something fundamental to my career.
This is a good time in my life. Just coming off an intense trip across the country and chilling out. Catching up, setting up, and starting up. The sun is shinning (literally) in my direction and I feel good and full of positive energy.
Peace,
-marc
Saturday, January 13, 2007
more...oh yeah, there's more.
How much of yourself do you put out on the internet? When did the real world start meshing with what's published online? When did the internet become a tangible thing through wireless internet on my bus to Google on my cell phone? The real world and the internet are crazy worlds to jump back and forth from. In real life your emotions are present, real, alive and in the moment. Online they're preserved forever. Whatever I write will be logged into some computer for annoymous readers that can go back and say on Friday, January 12th, 2007 Marc said and felt this. Crazy.
So what do I write?
I know I'm not the most important person on the planet. I get that. Finally. I know that my particular situation is not all that different or special from anyone else. I understand that I'm not breaking any new ground in photography or life. I'm not number 1.
Musicology by Prince is an amazing album and I've only heard the first song.
After people start telling you that your art is "good" you almost believe them. Almost. Then you start to think that everyone is lying to you. That they don't even know what good art is. But after a while you start to appreciate what people have to say. Every time someone says something nice you look in their eyes
I wish I was better with words. The other day we were in Boston and I had a surreal moment. Lucas, Michael and I were all walking around the entire downtown area and at one point we were in the middle of this really busy intersection outside all the massive tall buildings. There was crazy construction going on, traffic everywhere, people walking and an awesome city scape infront of us. We entered the wonderland like we were approaching a castle - with skyscrapers rising up everywhere around us. And there we were, the three of us in this crazy new town exploring like Curious George. I had my camera with me and that's where the surrealness came. Just being in a new place, a downtown urban environment like Downtown Boston, taking pictures that I felt like people were going to look forward to seeing. And I think I got it. I don't know how to put it in text but something clicked. (haha, get it? 'clicked'?) Just me, my camera, and my friends. That's why the pictures are "good", I think. Because the experiences and the stories that are behind them are so awesome.
I'm a lucky guy.
There's also some exciting news happening that I don't know if I want to bring to the "internet world" yet so come back sometime.
Peace y'all.
I appreciate
So what do I write?
I know I'm not the most important person on the planet. I get that. Finally. I know that my particular situation is not all that different or special from anyone else. I understand that I'm not breaking any new ground in photography or life. I'm not number 1.
Musicology by Prince is an amazing album and I've only heard the first song.
After people start telling you that your art is "good" you almost believe them. Almost. Then you start to think that everyone is lying to you. That they don't even know what good art is. But after a while you start to appreciate what people have to say. Every time someone says something nice you look in their eyes
I wish I was better with words. The other day we were in Boston and I had a surreal moment. Lucas, Michael and I were all walking around the entire downtown area and at one point we were in the middle of this really busy intersection outside all the massive tall buildings. There was crazy construction going on, traffic everywhere, people walking and an awesome city scape infront of us. We entered the wonderland like we were approaching a castle - with skyscrapers rising up everywhere around us. And there we were, the three of us in this crazy new town exploring like Curious George. I had my camera with me and that's where the surrealness came. Just being in a new place, a downtown urban environment like Downtown Boston, taking pictures that I felt like people were going to look forward to seeing. And I think I got it. I don't know how to put it in text but something clicked. (haha, get it? 'clicked'?) Just me, my camera, and my friends. That's why the pictures are "good", I think. Because the experiences and the stories that are behind them are so awesome.
I'm a lucky guy.
There's also some exciting news happening that I don't know if I want to bring to the "internet world" yet so come back sometime.
Peace y'all.
I appreciate
Wednesday, January 03, 2007
2007
Here's the new year's post. Are you ready for it? Can you handle it? Do you know what I'm going to say or will you be able to understand what I've said. Has it, will it, and can my words ever make sense to anyone else but me?
On a daily basis I wonder if I'm really a photographer. A real photographer. My style, if I even can claim a style, changes so drastically from one day to the next that I wonder if I'll always be a poor starving artist jumping from one project to another just barely "making it". And then I wonder too... is that's OK?
I mean, I love to shoot with my little point and shoot digital Canon Powershot that half the rest of world owns. I own a honkin' sweet professional Digital SLR but I hardly pull it out of it's bag. I switch the little setting on my camera to black and white mode occasionally even though most photographers will tell you that's the worst idea imaginable. I never use the flash, I let anyone "steal" my photos and I don't even know how to load a 35 mm camera. My shots are becoming more grainy and out of focus and candid than ever before. I'm breaking all the rules and not getting paid for it. My website's slackin', my fan base mostly centers around 15 year old girls thanks to High School Musical and I hate the stinkin' press. More people than ever have told me they love my work but I never believe them. What, where, and who am I in the photography world? A pioneer or a failure? A disillusioned hippie or an artistic genius? I have no idea.
Granted, I'm in the best position I've ever wanted to be in as a photographer - traveling around and seeing new things and trying to capture them but ... but ... something's not there ya know? Or maybe that missing whatever helps me be creative. I dunno. I'm not complaining, I'm not worried, and I'm not ever going to stop taking pictures; I just wanted to put my thoughts into words I guess.
So stick around. Apologies, but not so much, for a creative mind gone haywire. I don't know what I'll do, or what my next picture will look like, or even how I'll present it to you. But I appreciate you coming to my webpage . . . I've never had this large of an audience so many positive responses. So thank you.
Gotta go,
peace
-marc
On a daily basis I wonder if I'm really a photographer. A real photographer. My style, if I even can claim a style, changes so drastically from one day to the next that I wonder if I'll always be a poor starving artist jumping from one project to another just barely "making it". And then I wonder too... is that's OK?
I mean, I love to shoot with my little point and shoot digital Canon Powershot that half the rest of world owns. I own a honkin' sweet professional Digital SLR but I hardly pull it out of it's bag. I switch the little setting on my camera to black and white mode occasionally even though most photographers will tell you that's the worst idea imaginable. I never use the flash, I let anyone "steal" my photos and I don't even know how to load a 35 mm camera. My shots are becoming more grainy and out of focus and candid than ever before. I'm breaking all the rules and not getting paid for it. My website's slackin', my fan base mostly centers around 15 year old girls thanks to High School Musical and I hate the stinkin' press. More people than ever have told me they love my work but I never believe them. What, where, and who am I in the photography world? A pioneer or a failure? A disillusioned hippie or an artistic genius? I have no idea.
Granted, I'm in the best position I've ever wanted to be in as a photographer - traveling around and seeing new things and trying to capture them but ... but ... something's not there ya know? Or maybe that missing whatever helps me be creative. I dunno. I'm not complaining, I'm not worried, and I'm not ever going to stop taking pictures; I just wanted to put my thoughts into words I guess.
So stick around. Apologies, but not so much, for a creative mind gone haywire. I don't know what I'll do, or what my next picture will look like, or even how I'll present it to you. But I appreciate you coming to my webpage . . . I've never had this large of an audience so many positive responses. So thank you.
Gotta go,
peace
-marc
Wednesday, December 27, 2006
Inspired
I'm sitting in my bunk on our tour bus traveling from Greensboro, North Carolina to Washington D.C. jamming out to a little Listener Supported Dave Matthews. I ran across my brother Blake's blog and inspired by the guy like always I figured it was time to give a little written update on what's been happening in my life.
While every day blurs into the past or next certain moments stand out. Like seeing my family for Christmas and playing ping pong with my brothers and Dad. (probably my highlight of Christmas) Or seeing that one friend while I was back in town and appreciating how good of a friend she is and always will be. Or coming back to the tour and reuniting with my other family and taking note of how much we freakin' missed each other even if we were only seperated for 50 hours.
I'm changing for the better every day. I feel like writing a simple blog doesn't do justice to what I'm experiencing. Even saying "i'm changing for the better every day" is a weird statement.
I love being on tour though. How could I not? Did you expect any less? I love having everything I need always on me. Everything important to me is in my backpack or in my camera bag always feet away. Just the necessaties, nothing else. It's refreshing.
Alright...I've started and stopped so many unread blogs so I'll go ahead and post this one before I decide against it. Y'all have a good one.
Peace,
-marc
While every day blurs into the past or next certain moments stand out. Like seeing my family for Christmas and playing ping pong with my brothers and Dad. (probably my highlight of Christmas) Or seeing that one friend while I was back in town and appreciating how good of a friend she is and always will be. Or coming back to the tour and reuniting with my other family and taking note of how much we freakin' missed each other even if we were only seperated for 50 hours.
I'm changing for the better every day. I feel like writing a simple blog doesn't do justice to what I'm experiencing. Even saying "i'm changing for the better every day" is a weird statement.
I love being on tour though. How could I not? Did you expect any less? I love having everything I need always on me. Everything important to me is in my backpack or in my camera bag always feet away. Just the necessaties, nothing else. It's refreshing.
Alright...I've started and stopped so many unread blogs so I'll go ahead and post this one before I decide against it. Y'all have a good one.
Peace,
-marc
Tuesday, December 19, 2006
On the Road
We get wireless internet on our tour bus. How cool is that? It's 2:57 on this early Tuesday morning and we're somewhere between Houston, Texas and Tampa Florida. After another crazy day doing to tour business it's nice to unwind, watch a few DVDs, upload a few photos and videos, and draw.
I'd write more . . . but it's hard to describe life on the road. People who have done it live in a different world. A comfortable family environment that creates it's own set of rules and sense of time. It's fun. And I like it.
Peace out.
-marc
I'd write more . . . but it's hard to describe life on the road. People who have done it live in a different world. A comfortable family environment that creates it's own set of rules and sense of time. It's fun. And I like it.
Peace out.
-marc
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