Posted on October 2, 2012
I left work and headed to meet up with Misha. She was excited to go to a photography show in Williamsburg and I was there to accompany her.
I have to admit, I was cranky and grouchy and must have been a pain. It was hot outside, I was hungry, I was tired from work and not to mention Misha failed to do her homework before we left the house and find out the address or directions and my phone was on 16%. I was not a happy camper.
After we got the address from the awesome Philartiste we headed on our way and got there right when it started.. It was pretty empty. I know Misha was happy to see the show, so I put on a smile and tried not to be bitchy. I know it wasn’t her fault I was cranky and I didn’t want to take it out on her.
The show was pretty good, good and quiet. I’m not much of a photography head, so this was Misha’s element and I let her do her thing, mingle, pick up tips, network, etc.
I caught up with Phil hearing his amazing stories from Paris. He had just came back and was makiing me so jealous with the details. The graffitti was spectacular, the views amazing and the trip too short. He seemed so happy and that made me happy.
Maybe one day I’ll get to travel like I’ve always wanted to do and see these astonishing views of myself.
Since I had work early in the morning, we headed back to our ways and called it a night. I wish I would have gotten a few more pictures to show you the dope works of the artists, but like I mentioned before 16% quickly turned to 2%. And we all know what happens after 2%.
Posted on July 18, 2011
I set up and sent out massive text messages to my family. We will be meeting up at Jasmine’s mural for the first time at 2′ o clock.
Silly me, showed up late… how embarrassing. I picked up two bouquets of flowers, one colorful and one purple, Jasmine’s favorite color. I also picked up three candles… and headed out.
I met up with my bestfriend Ari, which you all should know by now, and sister Julissa. It took us almost close to forever to get there, but I knew damn well, it was worth it.
I was actually very proud and satisfied with the outcome of how many of my family members showed up. Especially since many failed to respond to my messages. Once, I saw my Abuela Magaly I knew everyone was serious. That’s the head honcho. I was also glad I wasn’t the only one who brought anything. My cousin Sasha was a doll and brought flowers as well.
We all said a prayer…. everyone seemed to love the mural, I was so grateful that the three artist, Zacto, Phil and Sopa blessed us…. and even better yet, came and met my family.
A short while later, everyone split and I stayed, catching up with the guys, especially since I haven’t seen them in so long. Ari and Jula decided to keep me company, which made me happy.
I was asked to paint, and of course I couldn’t resist…. It’s been so long since I’ve picked up a can and put in some work.
The girls have seen many pictures of my work, but have never seen me in action…. let alone this being unplanned, no sketch or anything.
They even started to imitate the Minxette. Since I was painting last night, this was the pose that was etched in my brain, so I stuck with it.
Sopa did my letters, especially since I’m so terrible at them, while I worked on my character.
All photographs but the first by Misha Merino