Saturday, August 18, 2012
Summer Days
When I was in 5th grade, my family moved to a brand new neighborhood. There was literally nothing around but barren hills, and one old bus-turn-candy-shop that was parked outside of our school, and made our warm summer days a little cooler. ahhh... simpler cell phone free times :)
Thursday, July 26, 2012
Monday, July 23, 2012
The Ballad of Poisonberry Pete
I am so happy to be finally be able to share this! Here's a shout out to my good friends, Uri Lotan, Adam Campbell and Elizabeth McMahill , for completing this awesome film, as their graduation film at Ringling college of Art and Design.
Make sure to check it out HERE!
Tuesday, July 17, 2012
Monday, July 2, 2012
Tuesday, May 29, 2012
MY DAD AND SPORTS
My dad never really
believed in sports.
No one really ever had
to tell him he’s not good at it. He kind of just.. Felt it.
And as he grew up it
didn’t get better.
He tried to prove that
there are other things which are more important, but.. . Found it hard to
communicate.
He decided He has to
find proof, some scientific explanation that will convince everyone, that all
this physical activity is really not that good for you.
And he was restless as
he was spending days and nights searching for an answer.
Things got even worse during
his military service, as his ideas were not quite in line with the Army’s
Agenda.
The years have passed and in 1984, the year I was born, the
stars have aligned to cause an event that will affect my life forever.
"We interrupt this
broadcast to bring you these shocking news…"
"Author and running
Guru James Fixx.."
"HAS DIED"
Wiki: James Fuller
Fixx was the author of the 1977 best-selling
book:
The Complete Book of
Running
He is credited with helping start America's fitness
revolution, popularizing the sport of running and demonstrating the health benefits of regular jogging.
Now Jimmy Fix didn’t just Die.
Ironically he died from a heart attack while…
...JOGGING
After years of searching for a proof, my dad could
not be happier.
"I rest my case!"
It was the happiest day
of his life.
As I was growing up, the
Fixx fiasco gave him a lot of confidence in his Anti-Sports belief.
"Have you beeeeeen working out??"
And he didn't spare an
opportunity to tease my friends and I
And then... He turned 50.
"Mr. Geller Most of the tests' results looks pretty good…"
"But I must say that in
your age, you really need to start..."
"EXERCISING"
(echo:
” exercising.. exercising.. exercising…”)
” Mr. Geller, did you
hear what I said?”
“Mr. Geller?”
“misssterrr Gelleerrr?”
“Mwiiissstwer
Gwellllaaaawwuuuaar?”
My dad DID hear.
And my dad is a very disciplined man.
So he ran.
And ran.
And raaaan…
3 MONTHS LATER
"Mr. Geller, I am glad
you came."
"You look a little nervous, you’re
sweating… is everything okay?"
"Oh.. no. haha…"
"I just... RAN over here
;)”
"Well Mr. Geller, I have
some good news and some bad news."
"The good news is that
your situation has not gone worse in the past few months".
"The bad news is that it
hasn’t improved either."
"So what I suggest is..."
WOOSHHH
*THUMP*
“Since nothing have changed,
I guess I won’t be needing these anymore *WINK*”
And me…
Every time I see people exercising,
I am full of admiration, and wish I could do it too.
But there is something
stronger than me, that is engraved in my family's tradition.
"Father, I am sorry I
have let you down"
"Son, you dishonor me!"
Oh well. If the family’s
honor is at stake, and it means a little 'Dad Belly' when I am old…
LET IT BE
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