So...I did this piece for The Future Of StoryTelling and following that I did a bunch of highlight ads for the good folks at FoST to which they were generous enough to throw us on a plane and hotel for myself and my DP colleague Alex [although he hates when people refer to him as DP because he simply wish to be a part of the creative process to which I completely agree] in NYC to attend their 5 day summit and festival to shoot some fresh highlight moments. We filmed the essentials in the first 3 days leaving us 48 hours to do whatever we want. To me, I consider this an all paid and all inclusive work-cation so why the fuck not go all in! Alex and I took off separately to catch up with friends and we literally met back at the hotel 30 minutes prior to hoping on a cab heading to the airport.
In that 48 hours, I managed to explore the Jamaica - Babylon transit line, meet my friend at her dance performance in Queens [although I missed the performance], drove from Queens back to Brooklyn, ate freshly made chapathis with potato and egg curry that my friend made for me right after dancing her feet off and driving an hour poor thing, went to Times Square to catch the billboard ad I made for the good folks at FoST in collaboration with Microsoft [I had to name drop it there...c'mon it's Times Square and Microsoft], missed Blade Runner, crashed for a solid 4 hours on my friend's couch, took her dog for a walk, met another filmmaking colleague and a good friend, bought some rambutans at Chinatown, ate those rambutans, took the liberty Ferry, ate several slices of 99c pizzas, learned a cool fact about a nun holding the first PhD in Computer Science, had a "Now I got you in my space, I won’t let go of you. Got you shackled in my embrace I’m latching on to you" moment and naturally following that and to finish off the 48hours, I had a beautiful "Lost in Translation" ending. However, unlike the film my cab driver yelled at me for keeping him waiting. Plus I decided to get a tattoo.