Hello, my lovely fellow SuperForesters!
Yesterday I went to lunch with my friend Kitra, who I hadn’t seen in a long time! Kitra has been working as a photographer/journalist all over the world, from the Gaza strip, to the Congo, to Polynesia, and so there was much to discuss.
We were sitting in a little cafe in Chelsea, and our food arrived: two crepes, hers with mushrooms and mine with ham and eggs. In the center of both crepes stood two proud sprigs of rosemary. Not just any rosemary, super excellent rosemary, freshly picked…
They were too good looking to leave behind! Both sprigs rested comfortably in my water glass throughout the meal (abominable manners, I know,) and then I wrapped them in damp napkin and brought them home, where with a little tinkering, two plastic cups, some potting soil, and two classy plastic champagne flutes, I constructed a wee little green house for each to encourage them to grow.
Like this:
Kitra and Jackson, (as I have named them,) are now resting comfortably in their bespoke biodomes, with lovely white light keeping photosynthesis happening while they (hopefully) send out new roots. Fingers crossed. I’ll keep you updated.
After lunch yesterday, I saw this great sticker which made me laugh and want to kiss the genius who thought it up. If it was you Shepherd Fairey, you’re beyond cool.
And speaking of animals, I was in Brooklyn on Sunday and discovered this incredible little scene:
I had gone out to Brooklyn to participate in an art project that my friend Meg Wachter was doing. She decided to take 24 portraits in 24 hours. I asked for and was given the Sunday 3PM slot, and if you head over to Meg’s lovely blog, you can see my slender self and SuperForester Baloo looking dashing and shirtless. Correction: I’m shirtless, Baloo is modestly still wearing his. (Warning! There is some light full-frontal male nudity, but nothing that Daddy doesn’t have.)
Finally, in my wanderings and wayfarings, I found myself on the R train coming from Brooklyn back into Manhattan.
Sometimes a subway ride can be pure magic:
Riding the R Train from SuperForest on Vimeo.
In the words of the immortal Bill Waterson: “There is treasure everywhere.”
If you wanna view paradise, simply look around and view it.
Anything you want to, do it.
Wanna change the world?
There’s nothing to it…
Much love to ALL!!!!
-Jackson
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