Escape From Whale Shark Island

So, I know it has been quite a while since I updated my blog…so, quit your bitchin’! I’M BACK BITCHES! Here it goes.

When we last spoke I was on my way to swim with 30 foot whale sharks. Now, here comes the explanation for my extended absence from the blog world. Sadly to say, I was indeed eaten by one of these enormous beasts. After nearly 2 months of a Pinocchio style inhabitance, I managed to eat my way out. For all of you who thought I might have been to skinny in the past, I now have a strikingly similar resemblance to the mother from the film “What’s Eating Gilbert’s Grape.” For those of you who have a minimal knowledge of silver screen classics, I am fat… J

Needless to say, I crawled my way back up from the lowest eastern African coast, up through Egypt and then hitchhiked my way back to London with no less than Indian Jones himself. Funny guy.

Actually. That was all a lie. Well, not all of it. Just some. You figure it out.

The last month or more I have been working my little tail off in an attempt to get my work up in my first UK (European) exhibition. I was, in fact, successful in doing this. Along with this, I have been busy as the Art/Creative Director of a new club in London (the same club where my work is up…see how it’s all fitting together). By designing logos, signs, lighting, websites, flyers, and the interior design (hence the exhibition), I have in effect given this place an entirely new image. Quite a huge accomplishment, if I do say so myself. I really enjoyed this type of work and I can definitely see myself doing it again sometime, if the opportunity arises.

Here are some images from the interior of the new club. The works are on the wall in 24 x 26 light box frames and backlit from holes in the walls behind the frames. This is the largest I have printed single images. What do you think? A shot of me from last week is also here. Look out. :-)

Ok, so, the journey is still for from over. I am now sitting in Dublin, Ireland. As if I had yet to visit over a dozen countries in the last 10 months, I am ready for a bit more before I go give my brother away in Seattle. Oh yea, Marcy, I have yet to make up my mind (I do have a say in this as the best man right?). I am leaning towards yes, but last minute decisions are more my style. If I do go ahead with things, I am in the works of creating a Rap to give as my speech. How many best man speeches have you forgotten over the years. This one, will indeed, be different. Oh yea.

Dublin has been great thus far, but I think that come this Wednesday, I will leave Dublin and find that the rest of Ireland is less like London, and a lot more like the postcards that I have found in the Grocery stores here in Dublin. The accents are the greatest though. Better than any place I have been. Way better. You can get any cab driver to say Turd. Simply tell him to make the “third left coming up,” and he will undoubtedly repeat it, “Turd Left?” Oh yea,“You got it buddy.”

Now, I will leave you with one more tidbit of vital information. I will be coming back to the states for a little while! Get your number at the front counter. Seriously though, I would love to see you all. I come to Seattle on the 2nd of July for a major “fun for all” 4th of July party, followed by what I am sure will be the best party in the world, the wedding, followed by a few weeks in L.a. and Arizona…only to be followed by WHO KNOWS WHAT! Isn’t that great. Not knowing. Love it. Confusion is probably my favorite state of mind, as I am sure you have figured out by now.

Be good to yourselves. Stay alive till I get there. And don’t do anything I wouldn’t do (I am trying to leave your options open here people).


Love,

B


PS. If you want to see shots from my Cameroon journey, they are here!!! In an unabridged version, you can find them by clicking here, or here is fine too. Enjoy!