Story and Interview by Miwa Sakamoto
I am from an exotic land, far far away. We call her Toronto, Canada. My mum is from England as well as my fathers parents. I consider myself British-Canadian. I have all the quirks of a Britt without the charming accent. To answer your second question, I ended up in NYC 9 years ago. Left Toronto after high school. It was always calling my name. By the way, you never told me this interview was going to be held pant-less.
Photography was always a love of mine. My parents bought me my first camera at age 12. I think it was a Nikon? some DSLR. I loved it. Modeling was never a passion, more of a job. The best part was the travel. Oh the travel, one of my favorite things to do. I lived in Singapore, Australia, Germany, Paris. It was marvelous. A few years into my modeling career I started to pursue acting (another passion of mine) I ended up booking a T-mobile commercial that turned into a spokesperson gig and did that for three years. When the contract ended I decided it was time to leave the front of the camera and step behind it. I’ve never been happier.
Pros: I can wake you up each morning with new concepts. I get really jazzed when new ideas spring into my brain, so being able to share them with you as soon as my eyes open kinda rules. Making out. Creating things you care about with someone you care about.
Cons: Not agreeing on a idea. Artistic differences, if you will.
UUUGGHHHH I wish this was real. Okay...Salvador Dali, Albert Einstein, Bill Murray, Gene Wilder, Gilda Radner, Weird Al, Yoko Ono, Björk...okay I'll stop.
It’s true. I love the animals. Sometimes more than the humans. I have three pets. Two cats ( twos a party, three you’re a cat lady) Hobbes and Tucker. They are bros and are pretty awesome. I have a mutt of a dog called Chewbacca Barley Sheath The Third (He goes by Chewy). He’s a handsome boy with a 90’s attitude. My future pets will consist of a dolphin/elephant hybrid, a spider monkey that speaks spanish fluently, as well as Raja from Aladdin.
I haven’t had a favorite color since I went color blind in a freak accident involving two pints of moon shine, one giant pickle, four pounds of homeless people hair, a snorkle, and the entire cast of Wet Hot American Summer.... but if I had to choose one it would be the color February. (all lies...but still, I don’t have a favorite. They’re all so delicious.)
In the 80’s my father’s eyes were bigger than his ability to handle real photography equipment...He bought a beautiful Ricoh SLR with all the lens and filters and extras. He even had a monogramed leather bag made to show it all off. I’ve never seen a single photo he may or may not have taken with it...but I did find the bag full of dusty gear when I was a mere boy-child (mid nineties?). Without hesitation I took it for a spin - ruining a few rolls of film before learning how to properly load the thing. Eventually I shot something coherent, and then learned to navigate a dark room, and then never quite stopped. I still have the Ricoh today. And it still fires away.
Pros: We can geek out any time we see fit. We also get to stare at people in public and discuss among ourselves what we would do with them if they were every coerced into the studio. There is the added benefits of shared gear, shared travels, shared experiences, and making out.
Cons: No matter how tarted-up I get, you’re far more interesting to look at and therefore get way more freebies.
NY and LA are both fascinating. NYC is alive and vibrant with a few brain cells to spare, AND is perfectly situated for exploring the North East. While LA is just so fantastically easy to leave - surrounded by some of the most magical topography. Both have their own merits when it comes to art and music and the like... I really believe it just depends on timing. I’ve spent several more years in LA, so NY is feeling delightfully fresh these days.
I would cross a monkey with another monkey - so as to make a double monkey.
hiding secrets in my hair? ...that is actually physically impossible. If I HAD secrets I would hide them in your dog Chewbacca. Luckily I’m an open book with nayer a secret to make a peep. (All lies...I am made of secrets. Even my secrets have secrets. my gnome is a sequence of secrets. So really they ARE all in my hair. huh.)