Saturday, January 08, 2005
His story is interesting--born in England to an Irish family; did exotic dress and some make-up in school which didn't make it any easier for him to be a gay kid in working class England; went off to art school and began escorting to pay tuition and living expenses, then found a way to integrate sex-for-hire with his art. He did a stint in Hollywood as a highly popular porn star, then returned to England and nearly died in a car wreck that left him paralized for a while. He's now fully recovered, has made something of a return to adult video along with playing in a band and writing. Somewhere along the way he became positive. He also began writing about contemporary gay life from the perspective of his experience in what used to be called the demi-monde. He looks great, particularly given what he's been through, somewhat younger than his real age, with that combination innocent boy/totally hot hunk look some Brits are lucky enough to have.
At M.I.T. we're working on a production that takes place in a very high-concept European office tower and eveything has to look beyond gorgeous. With the budget we have, it's prooving to be a challenge. I've designed all the office desks and we're building them in the scenic shop--lacquered pedestals with inch thick clear acrylic tops. Because we're all about the latest technology at the 'tute, we should be able to get the most recent power books and PDAs on loan and I'm working on finding chairs that are as sexy as possible to go with the desks.
I found something by an Italian designer called the Mouse Chair, a really hot and cheeky little number in silver gray metal mesh with great curves and a rakish back tilt to the seat, up on a five caster pedestal. Sadly, I had pulled a catalog that was so one year ago and found out the vendor, Design Within Reach, no longer carries it. The kicker is that here's no other known U.S. representative, so I'm back to square one. A good but frustrating reminder that I have to clear out my files more often than I do.
Fritz came down on Thursday afternoon and we went to the Museum of Fine Arts to see the big Art Deco show that's been travelling around the country. I had caught it at the Palace of the Legion of Honor in San Francisco last June and was stunned. About three weeks ago my financial advisor called and offered Fritz and me two free passes which I jumped at. The bad news was that the Museum had only enough room to show maybe 40% of the original collection. In particular the spectacular banana yellow Cord roadster from the early 1930s wasn't there, even though its hood ornament had been used as the symbol of the exhibit in Boston. But it didn't matter much as the items the Museum did have were choice, and we had a lot of fun. I even found a book to to give to my cousin and his wife next Christmas--only about 350 days left!