but we will never be the same.

One of the most important conceptual ideas of life that I feel is too often overlooked: by young and old is knowing who you are. It’s imperative to throughly understand the concept of self-worth. Generally speaking, because the world is a big place and we do share this ground with others, people will look to dispute your ideas. It is not because they don’t believe in you, but because this is the way society has trained the greater part of our people. In order to be fully realized by, “pop” culture you must have hundreds of thousands of fanatics, obsessing about your music, but if you were genuinely here to make music then you’ve been making music since you picked up that guitar – “you git me mate?” People like to feel like they discovered something, the jury isn’t out on who “discovered” America yet, but the concept of “discovering” something where people have been living for hundreds of years is kind of pretentious don’t you think?

Moving along…

There are many that look at the world and don’t question the things around them: how John has, “X” but will never stop to think why Sally has, “Y.” I think of people like this as lab rats, because they aren’t here to hurt anyone, but simply a necessary part of the matrix as Morpheus would say. I don’t have a problem with lab rats, without people who buy into the system we wouldn’t have people that break the system. I understand their purpose, but they rarely understand mine. It’s difficult for them uncork a bottle of wine the same way we do, let alone walk in our shoes. Often lab rats need tangible proof of the things: that people like me feel. I don’t need to see it on paper to believe, the energy in people can be felt and will tell you if their passions are aligned with their heart. John & Sally wont understand the words we speak until they have been tried, proven, and tested the viscosity of its contents by the rest of you and guess what – there’s nothing wrong with that. Said persons probably have the same few things for dinner and rarely try a new restaurant. They wouldn’t know that skate wing prepared by the right chef taste more like chicken than chicken itself until they read about it in the New York Times… they will rarely step outside their comfort zone for the sake of their beliefs unless the concepts are proven by popular culture.

My friends: this is life – we cannot expect the world to conform to the way that we decide to live, but being aware of concepts like this is monumental for us. As a result of their linear thought process, John & Sally might question our decisions and attempt to define who we are, which is perfectly fine: everyone is entitled to their own opinion. What is NOT okay is for you to feel inclined to explain self to anyone. If you know who you are then you know where you are going. Although you will find more people in the world that will tell you how impossible everything that you’re doing is, you are actually proving their argument wrong as we speak (insert smiley face here). Those with little faith will soon be your disciples; when you reach your destination. Their opinions are justified with what they perceive as facts, they follow blindly, think primitively, and live meagerly.

If you know who you are then you will never need to prove who you are. For the most part everyone wants to decide who you are for you, and again that’s fine, but I respectfully disagree with the opinions of 6.5B people. Your opinions will not define me. People often ask questions about my line: prices, where do you sell, etc etc, I don’t mind sharing information at all, but to be honest, I listen to many people, but I value very few opinions. Furthermore, the people that I do acknowledge, well, they tell me, “I need to work harder and to keep creating my opportunities” they do not attempt to direct my aesthetic because they know my moral compass is aligned with my vision. Society wants us to prove to them why we are doing everything they are not: habitually, but we don’t need society because we have our own community and the currency is love, energy, passion, faith, imagination. Remember that. Although we are composed of the same things, we are not the same.

We will never be the same.

love is the answer.

love is the answer.

RAF

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Scenes from Tadashi Shoji

Mimi x James x Cameron

Mimi x James x Cameron

Tadashi Shoji's best look.

Tadashi Shoji's best look.

Tadashi Shoji's best look.

Tadashi Shoji's best look.

enjoy xx

RAF

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Primary Wave Host Pre-Grammy & ML Creative Group Host Event @ The SLS in Los Angeles

Chelle x Moi x Erin

Chelle x Moi x Erin


Chin Han x Moi

Chin Han x Moi

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we need a medium. we need a platform.

I was talking yesterday with a friend, she didn’t know I painted. She said she thought I was just an atelier… I said that’s the tricky thing, people always want to label things, because they want to be able to define you. I don’t consider myself a painter, writer, atelier, I’m nothing, these are just platforms for me to share my message – hoping that one day I meet another person that can share every platform with me.

Today it might be the spoken word. Tomorrow it may be a painting. In fifteen years it might be a book or a song. The point of all of this is to share and I like to share a lot. I love my brand, but what makes me different and what makes us unique are the ways in which we express ourselves and our ability to understand your needs, wants, and lives.

xx

RAF

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celebrate j. matthew rising

I have been both fortunate and blessed to call this man my friend. I was honored to celebrate with him for his birthday – quite possibly the best brunch EVER with him and some of his most intimate of friends. Enjoy.

Matthew Rising in SOHO For his birthday brunch.

Matthew Rising in SOHO For his birthday brunch.

Matthew couldn't be happier. More smiles.

Matthew couldn't be happier. More smiles.


erica scrolling through photos.

erica scrolling through photos.


i chug water @ freemans.

i chug water @ freemans.


annie whips into brunch.

annie whips into brunch.

ciao.
xx

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the only way out.

“I just want to listen to your music all day. I want to run and shout down every single block with a digital camera in one hand and a video camera in the other and record every waking moment that I race behind you. You’re hiding inside a coat that is so big, ‘it will only fit inside Madison Square Garden!’ only you would know what actress said that and what movie that is from and that is why I have fallen for you. The days are blurred because I’m drunk in your gaze. I cant wont stop these feelings. I wish I could suppress them, but my hunger wont let me.”

“There’s no way out, the only way out is to give in”

I’m not much of a photographer, but I enjoy taking pictures.

medium.

medium.

me & the fellas.

me & the fellas.


get some.

get some.


purpleeee

purpleeee

McDonlads Eat Your Heart Out.

McDonlads Eat Your Heart Out.

But I don’t dance the way you dance.

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little words on paper.

I am running approaching the sun
on an endless path
racing in orbit: aligned with a comet
stuck between an optical illusion and a catch 22
he who holds fates fate patiently waits for no man
i have seen it all
with eyes wide shut you have seen nothing
the rose petals never smell as sweet when you stop to pick them
in passing friends seem passionate
in dallas hearts are broken
beds made with shattered glass
a meal fit for a king prepared by humble hands
trumpets soared and they still do
the game never lost
chance can be tricked
the world can never be fooled

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audioslave – shadow on the sun

oldie, but goodie.

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Jack Peñate – Tonight’s Today

My friend Browne shared a song, so I should share it with all of you.

Thank you

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chatroulette chatroulette chatroulette

We as a people are quite fickle, we like the anonymity of things, thats why comments run rampant when there aren’t names or emails associated with it, but where there is we like to hide. For some there is a fear that their opinions might not align with those of others. We relish when we can make an absolute statement: one that does not have a contrasting opinion: IF we don’t want it to…

Along came chatroulette, something that some of our peers will love and never let go – so long as it keeps anonymous… A friend showed me the site about 8 weeks ago, another showed it to me during the Sundance Film Festival, it just recently came up in conversation again, but this time in Miami…

Everyone is talking about it… does that mean we should as well?

People love & will continue to love this site because it allows you to do something risque in a private manner. You can watch people at all times, but can control who/when they see you. WARNING there is some profanity on this site. Quite often you will to see a man doing things he shouldn’t. I would argue that 80% of the people on this website are looking to engage in sexual encounters of some sorts, but only with those that they feel fit their cache. Thats the most peculiar part of the website, that the people in which you are viewing are only gross/weird/freaky when they do not fit your particular aesthetic – for lack of better term chatroulette is speed dating on steroids on the internet. If the person on the other side of the camera does not strike you, the “next” button is hit automatically. I thought it was a fantastic social experiment that will either soon be ended or regulated by some form of government.

Here is something that is uniform regardless of class, education, or wealth and that is those in which we engage with for personal pleasures / relationships are not as awkward as the circumstances in which we encounter them if we find them physically attractive. I find it hilarious.

I’m laughing as I type.

Sincerely,

RAF

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