“Sorry I missed you, I had a secret meeting in the basement of my brain.
I’m having trouble inside my skin.
I try to keep my skeletons in.”
Thank you, The National, for this vital evening of rock catharsis. Matt Berninger led us from painful, anxious contemplation to full-scale emotional exorcism, ultimately joining us wholeheartedly in the crowd. #gratitude#ntl
Holding one of the last copies of The Girl in the Fifth Floor Walk-Up, selling at the bookstore of The Helmut Newton Foundation Museum for Photography. All my gratitude to curator Matthias Harder for making one of my art-nerd dreams come true. Photography in the museum is strictly prohibited, but he kindly held back security and allowed us to capture this moment. Helmut Newton is a longtime hero of mine. He was widely regarded as a catalyst for an era of female emancipation. His nudes and portraits aimed to shake up preconceived perceptions of femininity and gender norms, set free from social restrictions of the time. Newton’s women were strong, assertive, dangerous, bold, erotic and entirely in control. They embrace the beauty of imperfection. They radiate empowerment. Forever testing the limits of social acceptability, he provided a lens to explore power, sexuality and gender roles. To have my little red photobook sold here and be associated with him in any way, is an honor. Thank you Helmut Newton Foundation Museum. 📷@charlesjohnstone
Honored to be at Opening Night of Paris Photo where the 2nd Limited Edition of The Girl in the Fifth Floor Walk-Up will be showing Nov. 9-12. The book was created by photographer 📷@charlesjohnstone and me. It’s a ‘story’ told in expired Polaroid film; I play The Girl in the Fifth Floor Walk-Up. Bonjour Paris!
I first saw Wings of Desire as a teen in NYC at a revival cinema. It altered my life. I’ve seen it countless times since, including today. Thank you Wim Wenders.
The world seems to be
sinking into dusk
but I tell the stories
as in the beginning
in my sing-song voice
which sustains me
protected by the tale
from the troubling present.
- Homer the Poet, ‘Wings of Desire’