Sister Sledge - We Are Family (Adam Clarke Club Funk Mix).
we were family...
now i know how you really be.
two more days left.
fuck...
thank god this nightmare is almost over.
the past 47 days of my life have aged me probably 20 years. when i think back to the first couple of days, i remember that i didn't think it would take this long, never imagined it wuld be so hard to endure, or tht it would make me an official member of real America. white trash, that is, i mean...Buddy and i have had 47 nights the road basically, going from motel to motel, stopping at gas stations for dinner, waking up on different couches on a regular basis, imposing ourselves on friends and, what is left of my family. although they really showed me just how to get down n dirty with the white trash crew. the very peole who i know for a fact were raised better than that, proved to me just how to act if you want to make someone feel like thy aint wanted...don't think for a minute that these holier than thou rednecks did one thing to lift a finger or lend a hnd, quite the opposite. i never felt a winter breeze as cld as the reception my "family" gave to me. but they proved to me that just cause your bonded by blood, don't make ya have to love each other, it just means that your grandaddy stuck his cock in grandma too many times, and lost track of ho many little ones he had running around the trailer. it was one of the most shocking displays of humanity i hope i'll never see again. well, they shwed me one thing and that one thing is pretty solid and simple. they showed me how to never treat anyone...ope, never would i make anyone feel so unwanted. ctually, they didn't even extend that courtesy because they just blatently shut me out the ery same day they loaded up my parents trucks and ried and said how sad it is that our "family" was so close, how the "love" was so sincere, how the "bond" we all shared was something mom and pop (my grandparents who birthed these idiots) were the inspiration for this solid foundation that no one can tear apart. bullshit. literally after my uncle hlped me shove the last of my shit in my truck, and i tried to say goodbye, when i held out my hand to him and the rest of them, offering an extension to reach us into and take us hand in hand into the future, i was escorted out and as i drove away, me n Buddy, when i went to honk to say my last farewell to the house i grew up in, the faimly that i felt so lucky to have been taken in by, and the parents who held me so close, by the time i beeped the horn as the last jesture i'd make to the place i called home, when i looked back, tears welling up in my eyes, to my shock and surprise, they had already left. thy didn't even see me off, as if they were so releived that i had finally left, that just turned their backs hoping, that i'd never return...
and i never will.
the next 46 days have been spent on the computer, in a motel on the side of the highway in upstate new york. i saw the seasons change through the cracked rear view window of my pickup truck. atumn in new york is such a spetacular place to be, especcially the view you get from your $45 dollar a day room that faces either the highway traffic or if you wanted to go a little more upscale, you had the parking lot views that boast trash dumpsters and overgrown weeds "local scenic beauty". i've eaten nothing but ontinental breakasts now for 47 days in a row, an can't even recall the last time i had protein in my system. the most times i ha tochew anything to get to swallow was maybe 5, cause ice cream bars just melt in your mouth and the times it takes to chew a poptart isn't that high either. oh yea, gum. i guess gum would count as the most timmes my mouth was in use, butthen after the sugar was gone i'd spit it out anyway, so, maybe100 chews, but nothing like the number of times it takes to chew down a nice rare piee of steak grilled on charcoal with corn on the cob, fresh tomatoes and basil from the garden smothered with olive oil and maybe some home made cole slaw...hell, that's what i know my fucking family was chowing down at one of the "family get togethers" they had forgotten to call and invite me to.
for the record, i am not bitter. disappointed, yes, bitter, well...maybe just a little.
so here it is, day 47. i've ben up all night cause i just an't sleep on this bed and its pillows that have little cusioning. the best nights sleep i've had in 46 nights would have had to be one about 28 days ago when i slet and i dreed because i had just sent out $3,000. to secure what i thought as the apartment i always dreamed of that, two days later, i found out i didn't get, for some reason that still to this day remains a mystery. that was th very last time in 47 days that my body went limp, my eyes fluttered back and pretty thoughts filled my head. i slept peacefully knowing thatin just a few days, i would be going back home, to the city i loved, and the people i trusted. the city that raised me to know if someone lik me, cause they (new yorkers) don't hve time to play games. if we don't like you, don't worry, you'll know. but theres truly nothing better than the family i have found on the streets of new york. the people are real, you know in a seon how they feel, no it's not like l.a., for we are true. it's strange to me why new yorkers have such a bad reputation. theres not a tourist i've ver spoken to who's asked me a direction or for a good place to eat, that i didn't stop, give dirctions to, even walk them there if they were going my way. in new york, i learned how to trust my instincts and my gut, never thought twice that i wasn't good enough, because new yorkers will tell you, they'll roll their eyes and then let you have it for your stupidity or ignorance. it may sound soetims harsh, but it's honest and true. and you know in an instant how they really feel about you.i guess they showed me the way that i think all people should b. if you love me, then tell me, if you don't, let me be. i guess when i balance out the two diffrent worlds i grew up in, i choose the one that i now know is the only real family i can depend on. the same peope who i rarely ever see, beause they're just way to busy, ar the ame one who would, if you needed, lend you support when you need it, mae you look at things a different ay that maybe isn't the usual or preictable way but it's quite possibly the way that it just may work...the way i learned growing up surrounded by the very same people who turned their backs on me when i needed them the most, is the way i now know to be the way i don't ever want again. all those morals and gatherings once a week, in the end, don't mean anything, if when truely you need them they have somehow disappered..what about all the times we said we loved each other throughout 40some years? i guess they were just saidbecause they were expected, not said because they were meant. the thoughtless gifts and cards that are just signed at chritmas or birthay don't really mean much at all, compared to a gift that is chosen and thought out, or a card that is written out personally to someone who is appreciated for who they are, not just because they were part of some litter of kids that just happend to be shit out and raised to keep the name going, just because, and or what? i've een both worlds pretty insightful, and i know what i see is that tru th be told, i know who i can really call, through it all, family.
so, day 47.
i never thught it woul come down to this. never thought i'd lern lessons that i hadn't learnd before. as a tough street smart man who thought he would never be shocked by such simple minded people who he just thought woud somehow always have a place somewhere in his heart for sentimental things that happened 30some years ago, as i patiently await to return to the ciy that can swallow you whole, spit you out and leave your soul empty and pale,on day 47, i have to say honestly, i choose the second, for i always know where i stand. i never again will think that what we had was unique beause you've shown me the truth, both sides, and i choose the family i never have to second guess...this seems to me like it could be a dream, or a nightmare actually. but in two days time, my eyes will open and i'll be fine, back in the place i belong. not just beause they have to let me in, but because there, i know for certain, i am part of a family that doesn't lie, isn't fake, and won't tell you they love you just because...they tell you, when theyre ready, and they mean it, and it's real.
day 47.
2 more days.
god, i never imagined the things that i've seen, the way i've been treated by the ones who "loved" me...but it's better i know, i learned lessons and was shown, what i just might have been if i never left home.
Sunday, September 23, 2012
Friday, September 21, 2012
GOOGLE ME
sometimes i like to google my name,
it's interesting what comes up...
cause the images are all arranged
in no certain order, model, time, there's no reason why.
sometimes i think that someone is out there, controlling and manipulating every photo, rearranging, mixing up shoots, putting models with other models they don't ncessarily like, or a different time frame...it really makes no sense at all, but when i'm bored and all alone, this gives me something crazy to think about...like who really cares, no one but me would ever know, and anyway, if there was really someone out there who had nothing better to do than rearrange the pictures on my goggle page, don't you think by now i woul have seen him
BUT WHAT I FIND SO STRANGE, AND KIND OF FUNNY, IS THAT THERES NOT ONE SINGLE PHOTOGRAPH OF A WOMAN, THERE ARE PHOTOS I'VE SHOT, THT I DON'T EVEN RECALL, MODELS AND FRIENDS ARE SCATTERD AROUND IN NO PARTICULAR SCHEME, ORDER, NOTHING. EACH FRAME HS NOTHING IN COMMON WITH THE NEXT.
AND YET, SOMEHOW THEY ARE ALL RELATED...
Thursday, September 20, 2012
TODAY
TODAY IT HAPPENED
AND I NEVER THOUGHT,
I'D EVER GET THE DREAM I'D SOUGHT...
AND I NEVER THOUGHT,
I'D EVER GET THE DREAM I'D SOUGHT...
FOR MANY YEARS, I THOUGHT I'D DIE,
AND IN THAT INSTANT, I BEGAN TO CRY.
FOREVER MORE I WILL UNDERSTAND
WHAT HELL ON EARTH IS LIKE,
FIRST HAND.
I'LL NEVER QUESTION, AND NEVER DOUBT
WHAT THE LESSONS LEARNED
WERE ALL ABOUT.
AND IN THAT INSTANT, I BEGAN TO CRY.
FOREVER MORE I WILL UNDERSTAND
WHAT HELL ON EARTH IS LIKE,
FIRST HAND.
I'LL NEVER QUESTION, AND NEVER DOUBT
WHAT THE LESSONS LEARNED
WERE ALL ABOUT.
I CLIMBED MY MOUNTAIN
AND I SURVIVED
ALTHOUGH I'M BRUISED
I'M STILL ALIVE.
TOMORROW'S JUST ANOTHER DAY,
BUT NOW I KNOW,
IT'LL BE OKAY.
JUST KEEP YOUR FAITH
AND SOON YOU'LL SEE
JUST HOW AND WHY IT HAD TO BE
WAS TO PREPARE YOU FOR
YOUR DESTINY.
AND I SURVIVED
ALTHOUGH I'M BRUISED
I'M STILL ALIVE.
TOMORROW'S JUST ANOTHER DAY,
BUT NOW I KNOW,
IT'LL BE OKAY.
JUST KEEP YOUR FAITH
AND SOON YOU'LL SEE
JUST HOW AND WHY IT HAD TO BE
WAS TO PREPARE YOU FOR
YOUR DESTINY.
THREE DAYS WHEN I KNEW IN MY GUT THAT NOTHING WOULD EVER BE THE SAME...
Wednesday, September 19, 2012
cheery-o
sometimes i wonder why i even try
it doesn't even matter why,
because the hardest thing of all
no matter how high i climb,
i always fall.
quite frankly i'm just sick of it...to give your best and get back shit...
and then you watch as others fly, and they never even have to try...
it's never fair to me, it seems, why everything happens in extremes.
one day when you feel not so great, the world around you tempts your fate. by casting evil, wicked spells that seem as if they're shot from hell.
the next day happiness proceeds, and little birds chirp symphonys around you everyone smiles and says "have a good day", enough said.
theres got to be an in between, where things are not meerly orange or green...i hope to find it soon, some day, and when i do, i'll stop and say, i feel like everything around me changed, and life has suddenly rearranged, the misery that one i had, has turned around, and now i'm glad i got to see the bad of life, now i can truly, see the light, and never more will i be, miserable beause, indeed, i know both sides, and i choose thee.
it doesn't even matter why,
because the hardest thing of all
no matter how high i climb,
i always fall.
quite frankly i'm just sick of it...to give your best and get back shit...
and then you watch as others fly, and they never even have to try...
it's never fair to me, it seems, why everything happens in extremes.
one day when you feel not so great, the world around you tempts your fate. by casting evil, wicked spells that seem as if they're shot from hell.
the next day happiness proceeds, and little birds chirp symphonys around you everyone smiles and says "have a good day", enough said.
theres got to be an in between, where things are not meerly orange or green...i hope to find it soon, some day, and when i do, i'll stop and say, i feel like everything around me changed, and life has suddenly rearranged, the misery that one i had, has turned around, and now i'm glad i got to see the bad of life, now i can truly, see the light, and never more will i be, miserable beause, indeed, i know both sides, and i choose thee.
nothing is everything
nothings ever easy,
everything is hard,
i'm not as naive as to think
it' easy when it's not.
why is everything so complicated
there's gotta be a better way
i tried my best
but none the less
i failed again today...
no one ever said that things would come to me,
i ever expected that
but when i put it all on the line
there's nothing left that i can hide
s why am i constantly denied
the right to again feel dignified
when others around me, who have lied,
get ahead of me,
while i tand in line
waiting for someone to say
ok, now's your time...
it' not like i am lazy,
it's not like i am dumb,
it's not like i haven't shown the world,
that i am someone...
but people say and people do
everything, and act the fool
they'd rather play by a set of rules
then break away
and rule the world.
nothing ever comes from common
no one ever became a star
by doing things as they've been done
a thousand times before.
so stop, look, listen
and then you'll maybe see
that i am my own person
i control my destiny.
shut up
why?
do people feel the need
to stick their nose in other peoples buisness when they know not of what they speak?
i just don't understand what makes anyone think that they an speak to someone that they think they know, when in fact, they hve only heard one side of the story, have heard only bits and pieces of what that one side chose to disclose, and they believe and then rehash only the bits and pieces they remember from the story to begin with...
people who need people are the un-lukiest people in the world.
they are rarely reliable, scarcely there when needed, predictably unknowledgeable and carelessly outspoken when it comes to their mouths, actions and doings.
just shut up people...i don't care what you think...it doesn't really matter because i know, in my heart, what's real, whats just, whats palatable, and whats true...trust me, i know, better than you.
Tuesday, September 18, 2012
my life as a dog
this is what i had to do to try and get an apartment today...
Mades
6:33 PM (1 hour ago)
to me
ok...one final request..you seem like a very interesting person with a job that would be impressive...
do you have a website link or resume that i can send along with the pics etc?
also how is tmrw at 2-230?
if not we can do thursday
-----Original Message-----
From: Joe Oppedisano [mailto:joeoppedisano1@gmail.com]
Sent: Tue 9/18/2012 5:24 PM
To:
Subject: Re: dog
So sorry that this took so long, unfortunatl for me, everything is in
storage, my hard drives, etc, so i ran over to my parents house anyway,
long story short...lol, here is Buddy, he is a hurricane Katrna rescue, s e
is 7 years ld,wghs 75 pounds, and he is etremely friendly. loves kids, as i
raised hm by my side since i got him at 6 weeks old. I akm a photographer,
so i would bring him onto sets when i shot in studio for clients, and he
has been on the sets of Macy's, Nickelodeon, Loehmanns, etc., and he loves
the models, and they all g crazy over him. he is tall,as his legs are so
long,but that is jus part of the bred, as they are meant to be in swampy
wetands.
if you need anymore in, please let me know.
joe
as you see, he is one of y models, lol, and i photograph him with those
amazing blue eyes all the time.
On Tue, Sep 18, 2012 at 2:44 PM, Miriam wrote:
> I would like to see a photo of the actual dog (not samples of the breed)
> and a description of the dog (age, gender, weight, up to date on shots,
> etc.).
>
> You need to provide me the above..this is the exact request from the
> management.
>
> Also the dogs name
>
>
>
>
>
>
> -----Original Message-----
> From: Joe Oppedisano [mailto:joeoppedisano1@gmail.com]
> Sent: Tue 9/18/2012 12:46 PM
> To: M
> Subject: Re: paperwork
>
> http://search.babylon.com/?s=img&babsrc=HP_ss&rlz=0&q=catahoula leopard
> dog
>
> the breed is a catahua leoad dog. the are the state dog of Louisianna
>
>
>
> On Tue, Sep 18, 2012 at 12:35 PM,
> >wrote:
>
> > what is the breed of dog again?
> >
> >
> >
> >
> >
> >
> > -----Original Message-----
> > From: Joe Oppedisano [mailto:joeoppedisano1@gmail.com]
> > Sent: Tue 9/18/2012 12:27 PM
> > To: Mades
> > Subject: Re: paperwork
> >
> > I know I must sign and fill out other parts of the application, but I
> didnt
> > hav a printer accessable, and didn't know the address of the buildingI
> was
> > inquiring about.
> > I am crosing my fingers that thisapartment works, I love the images you
> > showed and although I knowI hav problems wit mycredit, I can pay up
> front a
> > substantial ammount, have a secured guarentee wh will sign the lease, and
> > work nd make a good income, and hope that this can work out!
> > i am headed out to get it printed and sign it nd send it back.
> > I am also looking for the apartment listing number.
> > Joe
> >
> >
> > On Tue, Sep 18, 2012 at 10:54 AM, Miriam
> > >wrote:
> >
> > > Hi Joei now i must sign a
> > >
> > > It was nice meeting with you.
> > >
> > > Read over and fill out the attached...any questions call or email me.
> > >
> > > If you can gather as many of the necessary documents before we go out
> > > looking when you are ready to submit everything it will be quick and
> > easy!
> > >
> > > I look forward to helping you find a new home.
> > >
> > > Best
> >
> > >
> > > M Mades
> > >
> > >
> > >
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Joe Oppedisano joeoppedisano1@gmail.com
7:31 PM (4 minutes ago)
to Miriam
the world works in such mysterious ways...lol
my website is actually under construction a i type, because my new book comes out in 2 weeks, and i wanted everything changed and modernized what it comes out.
hee tho, are barnes & noble and amazon.com links to my books, as well as, if i can find it, one for the calendars, as well as the youtube link that is here, is a documentry that was shot 2 years go when i was booked to shoot a calendar of a bunch of mma (mixed martial arts) fighters for a calendar.
i hope you like, hope they arent too over the top, and hope they help..
Joe
new book and calendar being released in a few weeks:
http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/j-o-joe-oppedisano/1112072775
http://www.brunogmuender.com/products/details/id/6817_J_O_2013/
http://www.amazon.com/J-O-Joe-Oppedisano/dp/3867874298
1st book:
http://www.amazon.com/Testosterone-Joe-Oppedisano/dp/386187878X
( turned out to be oe of the biggt sellng erotic gay of all ime, went into 6printings the 1st year, and we had the official firt book signing at Rizzoli on 57th st nd itgot written u in the NY Times)
2nd book:
http://www.amazon.com/Uncensored-Joe-Oppedisano/dp/1934525677/ref=pd_bxgy_b_img_y
documenty DVD:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B3zl0CW8G_M
ok, so, you figured me out. lol, i will give you a bit of insight. i shoot also for calvin kein, carmen marc valvo, nautica, etc.when my 1st ook was released, it became huge, outselling every ther book that year. it made me agay icon-ish kid f perso in that i am cmpared to robert mappelthorepe and to of finland. all of which was never intended, but is something i appreciate and am proud of. so, 2 years ago, i had the month of August off, as no one in fashion works that month, so i went upstate to visit my family and take my dog out of the city to go running, hiking, etc. in the month i was there, my mother broke both of her knees, my father was diagnossed with Alzheimers, and my 12 year od nephew was diagnossed with brain cancer. now, becaue i dont work every day and a lot of my work i can do at home (photoshop, etc) i sublet my apartment and moved upstate to help my sister. i made an arrangement with the guy who sublet my apartment to have him pay the landord directly as i had a lot on my plate, and he was a friend of a friend. 6 months later i get a call from my ex saying he's at the apartment and theres a note on the door to cotact the management company. so i did...nd they told me the rent hadn't been paid in 5 months, and i owed $15,000. almost died. i tried to contact the guy who subet, but he had, by that time, already moved out and not only had he not paid the rent, but he hd used pay per view to its limt, and just to restore the cable was $1200. so, at that point, even thuh i had lved at tht apartment 995 Chrsopher St) for 15 years, i took it as a sign that it was time to move on and so, called the management company telling them the situation i told them i would make a payment plan, and the, moved out. i was never served eviction papers, ever, and they had my forwarding address, as i left it, because i was stil getting a ton of mail and checks there. i never heard that there was a court case around me and this apartment until last friday, and it killed me because i literally was paying 2500. a month for 15 years, never had a problem, and now, 3 years later, when my family is bette and i'm trying to launch a new book and restart m career, i get the notice that i am basically red flagged, for something i never heard of, was neer given paperwork to appear at, or never had the chance to fight the ase, or to settle it.
so, if you can just try and understand that i am not out to just take advantage of anyoe, but i am trying to get myself back home, to nyc, where i work, and lived for 30 years.
i will speak toyou tomorrow
i hope yu have a great night.
Mades
6:33 PM (1 hour ago)
to me
ok...one final request..you seem like a very interesting person with a job that would be impressive...
do you have a website link or resume that i can send along with the pics etc?
also how is tmrw at 2-230?
if not we can do thursday
-----Original Message-----
From: Joe Oppedisano [mailto:joeoppedisano1@gmail.com]
Sent: Tue 9/18/2012 5:24 PM
To:
Subject: Re: dog
So sorry that this took so long, unfortunatl for me, everything is in
storage, my hard drives, etc, so i ran over to my parents house anyway,
long story short...lol, here is Buddy, he is a hurricane Katrna rescue, s e
is 7 years ld,wghs 75 pounds, and he is etremely friendly. loves kids, as i
raised hm by my side since i got him at 6 weeks old. I akm a photographer,
so i would bring him onto sets when i shot in studio for clients, and he
has been on the sets of Macy's, Nickelodeon, Loehmanns, etc., and he loves
the models, and they all g crazy over him. he is tall,as his legs are so
long,but that is jus part of the bred, as they are meant to be in swampy
wetands.
if you need anymore in, please let me know.
joe
as you see, he is one of y models, lol, and i photograph him with those
amazing blue eyes all the time.
On Tue, Sep 18, 2012 at 2:44 PM, Miriam wrote:
> I would like to see a photo of the actual dog (not samples of the breed)
> and a description of the dog (age, gender, weight, up to date on shots,
> etc.).
>
> You need to provide me the above..this is the exact request from the
> management.
>
> Also the dogs name
>
>
>
>
>
>
> -----Original Message-----
> From: Joe Oppedisano [mailto:joeoppedisano1@gmail.com]
> Sent: Tue 9/18/2012 12:46 PM
> To: M
> Subject: Re: paperwork
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> http://search.babylon.com/?s=img&babsrc=HP_ss&rlz=0&q=catahoula leopard
> dog
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> the breed is a catahua leoad dog. the are the state dog of Louisianna
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> On Tue, Sep 18, 2012 at 12:35 PM,
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> > what is the breed of dog again?
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> > -----Original Message-----
> > From: Joe Oppedisano [mailto:joeoppedisano1@gmail.com]
> > Sent: Tue 9/18/2012 12:27 PM
> > To: Mades
> > Subject: Re: paperwork
> >
> > I know I must sign and fill out other parts of the application, but I
> didnt
> > hav a printer accessable, and didn't know the address of the buildingI
> was
> > inquiring about.
> > I am crosing my fingers that thisapartment works, I love the images you
> > showed and although I knowI hav problems wit mycredit, I can pay up
> front a
> > substantial ammount, have a secured guarentee wh will sign the lease, and
> > work nd make a good income, and hope that this can work out!
> > i am headed out to get it printed and sign it nd send it back.
> > I am also looking for the apartment listing number.
> > Joe
> >
> >
> > On Tue, Sep 18, 2012 at 10:54 AM, Miriam
> > >wrote:
> >
> > > Hi Joei now i must sign a
> > >
> > > It was nice meeting with you.
> > >
> > > Read over and fill out the attached...any questions call or email me.
> > >
> > > If you can gather as many of the necessary documents before we go out
> > > looking when you are ready to submit everything it will be quick and
> > easy!
> > >
> > > I look forward to helping you find a new home.
> > >
> > > Best
> >
> > >
> > > M Mades
> > >
> > >
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Joe Oppedisano joeoppedisano1@gmail.com
7:31 PM (4 minutes ago)
to Miriam
the world works in such mysterious ways...lol
my website is actually under construction a i type, because my new book comes out in 2 weeks, and i wanted everything changed and modernized what it comes out.
hee tho, are barnes & noble and amazon.com links to my books, as well as, if i can find it, one for the calendars, as well as the youtube link that is here, is a documentry that was shot 2 years go when i was booked to shoot a calendar of a bunch of mma (mixed martial arts) fighters for a calendar.
i hope you like, hope they arent too over the top, and hope they help..
Joe
new book and calendar being released in a few weeks:
http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/j-o-joe-oppedisano/1112072775
http://www.brunogmuender.com/products/details/id/6817_J_O_2013/
http://www.amazon.com/J-O-Joe-Oppedisano/dp/3867874298
1st book:
http://www.amazon.com/Testosterone-Joe-Oppedisano/dp/386187878X
( turned out to be oe of the biggt sellng erotic gay of all ime, went into 6printings the 1st year, and we had the official firt book signing at Rizzoli on 57th st nd itgot written u in the NY Times)
2nd book:
http://www.amazon.com/Uncensored-Joe-Oppedisano/dp/1934525677/ref=pd_bxgy_b_img_y
documenty DVD:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B3zl0CW8G_M
ok, so, you figured me out. lol, i will give you a bit of insight. i shoot also for calvin kein, carmen marc valvo, nautica, etc.when my 1st ook was released, it became huge, outselling every ther book that year. it made me agay icon-ish kid f perso in that i am cmpared to robert mappelthorepe and to of finland. all of which was never intended, but is something i appreciate and am proud of. so, 2 years ago, i had the month of August off, as no one in fashion works that month, so i went upstate to visit my family and take my dog out of the city to go running, hiking, etc. in the month i was there, my mother broke both of her knees, my father was diagnossed with Alzheimers, and my 12 year od nephew was diagnossed with brain cancer. now, becaue i dont work every day and a lot of my work i can do at home (photoshop, etc) i sublet my apartment and moved upstate to help my sister. i made an arrangement with the guy who sublet my apartment to have him pay the landord directly as i had a lot on my plate, and he was a friend of a friend. 6 months later i get a call from my ex saying he's at the apartment and theres a note on the door to cotact the management company. so i did...nd they told me the rent hadn't been paid in 5 months, and i owed $15,000. almost died. i tried to contact the guy who subet, but he had, by that time, already moved out and not only had he not paid the rent, but he hd used pay per view to its limt, and just to restore the cable was $1200. so, at that point, even thuh i had lved at tht apartment 995 Chrsopher St) for 15 years, i took it as a sign that it was time to move on and so, called the management company telling them the situation i told them i would make a payment plan, and the, moved out. i was never served eviction papers, ever, and they had my forwarding address, as i left it, because i was stil getting a ton of mail and checks there. i never heard that there was a court case around me and this apartment until last friday, and it killed me because i literally was paying 2500. a month for 15 years, never had a problem, and now, 3 years later, when my family is bette and i'm trying to launch a new book and restart m career, i get the notice that i am basically red flagged, for something i never heard of, was neer given paperwork to appear at, or never had the chance to fight the ase, or to settle it.
so, if you can just try and understand that i am not out to just take advantage of anyoe, but i am trying to get myself back home, to nyc, where i work, and lived for 30 years.
i will speak toyou tomorrow
i hope yu have a great night.
for only me
every single day that goes by, i am amazed just how quikley it went.
how much i thought i had to do, is scary, because probably only 1/10 of what i originally wanted to do, got the slightest touch, and then i moved onto smething else, just as if not more important. but these days are very trying. the nights are getting colder, the days are not as long, or brght, or happy. it feels like a for of death is creeping silently into the room with every shiver i get down my spine, everytime there is a cool breeze.
i'm exhausted.
i keep trying, i keep fighting, i keep failing.
for the first time in my lfe, things ren't going the way they should, or the way i planned.
every door i see comes slamming toward me, every second i spend trying to make things better for mysef, i find myself digging a little deeper into the ground, where i'm just about at 6 feet under.
i don't know how much more i an take.
if i stay in this town anther season, i guarentee you i'll break.
i've spent $2,000. on hotels the last month alone,
i'm dwindling as fast as my bank account, and my mind isn't there as much as it used to be either.
i'm alone.
every night, i lay in bd and hold my bab, the love of my life, Buddy, who, is the only one who has been b my ide through it all. he's the only one that kisses me anymore, the nly one that looks at me with eyes of wonder, the only one that makes me feel ok, secure, and happy.
and without him, i think i'd probablynot have lasted this long...
i had a real estate agent tel me recently she thought it was time i got rid of him, to mae it easier to get an apartment...
i told her to fuck off.
i guess that apartment just wasn't meant to be.
but Buddy, is definatly what the universe intended when they saw what i would be going through, and so, they sent me a beautiful baby boy, an he watches over me every nght, no matter how hideous the world is around us, i know for a fact, that there is love in his eyes, for only me....
thats the only thing getting me through these last few months...
so, please god, please let this stop, and please let me find a home for Buddy and me...
we've had enough.
we want to go home.
how much i thought i had to do, is scary, because probably only 1/10 of what i originally wanted to do, got the slightest touch, and then i moved onto smething else, just as if not more important. but these days are very trying. the nights are getting colder, the days are not as long, or brght, or happy. it feels like a for of death is creeping silently into the room with every shiver i get down my spine, everytime there is a cool breeze.
i'm exhausted.
i keep trying, i keep fighting, i keep failing.
for the first time in my lfe, things ren't going the way they should, or the way i planned.
every door i see comes slamming toward me, every second i spend trying to make things better for mysef, i find myself digging a little deeper into the ground, where i'm just about at 6 feet under.
i don't know how much more i an take.
if i stay in this town anther season, i guarentee you i'll break.
i've spent $2,000. on hotels the last month alone,
i'm dwindling as fast as my bank account, and my mind isn't there as much as it used to be either.
i'm alone.
every night, i lay in bd and hold my bab, the love of my life, Buddy, who, is the only one who has been b my ide through it all. he's the only one that kisses me anymore, the nly one that looks at me with eyes of wonder, the only one that makes me feel ok, secure, and happy.
and without him, i think i'd probablynot have lasted this long...
i had a real estate agent tel me recently she thought it was time i got rid of him, to mae it easier to get an apartment...
i told her to fuck off.
i guess that apartment just wasn't meant to be.
but Buddy, is definatly what the universe intended when they saw what i would be going through, and so, they sent me a beautiful baby boy, an he watches over me every nght, no matter how hideous the world is around us, i know for a fact, that there is love in his eyes, for only me....
thats the only thing getting me through these last few months...
so, please god, please let this stop, and please let me find a home for Buddy and me...
we've had enough.
we want to go home.
Monday, September 17, 2012
now or never
can this be real? is this my fate? to die alone, amoung those who hate? to live my life without debate is what i dream of and contimplate. i can't do this for much longeri'd hopedthat this would make me stronger...but in the end, it's left me
weak, to the point where i can hardly speak.
i'm tired, i'm weary, and out of faith, it's ot to end soon,it's got to change...
please forgive me, i must have done
something very bad to someone. maybe i deserve to live a life without any positive.
but one more day, dear god, i pray, just
once more chance to change this circumstance.
it's now or never.
Saturday, September 15, 2012
u lost the best
never once, in all my years,
did i ever think
i'd have such fears.
but then one day,
from out of no where
the truth came out,
and made it clear.
the ones who told me
all this time
that i was theirs
and they were mine,
decided that they'd changed their minds,
though specifics weren't told why.
apparently, to my mistake,
the love i thought we had was fake.
and nothing i could say
was good enough to make them stay
instead they just pushed me away
and left me there to my decay.
and so i sit, alone and cold
no one to comfort, kiss, or hold.
i never thought things would unfold
to this dramatic story told.
it shows me something i never thought
could be so true,
that whats sometimes sought
can be so easily taken away
an puts your heart up on display
to be seen and scrutinized
by ones you loved
but now despise.
how didn't they ever recognize
that love was there
behind my eyes?
did they have to jeopardize
a love so simple, it told no lies.
so now i see with open heart
i shouldn't have let them
tear me apart.
but one day soon, i know they'll see
they'd lost the best
when they lost me...
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Friday, September 14, 2012
i'm home
the dream will come if you are very careful just how you ask for it, why you need it so badly, what you did to deserve it, and when exactly you need it the most, is when you get it, at last.
after dragging my ass all over town, from brooklyn to jersey up and downtown, i was scouring craigslist today when an apartment popped out in the apartment rentals section...it looked to good to e true, for the photos were gorgeous arched doorways that guided you into rooms filled with sunlight that seemed like a dream, and the one wall was curved, giving it an asymetric look that was unbalance, yet classi and undestated elegance.
the kitchen was modern, the bathroom newly renovated, and hen i looked at the price, and i thought someone had made a hue mistake...$1300? could it be? or was this just a malicious scheme by omeone who had nothing better to do than play tricks on me...
so i called, and i told them about my misfortune of subletting my old apartment to a scumbag fag ho didn't pay the rent, and ruined my credit...i told him about Buddy, and he seemed fine with the d of a big dog watching over the property...then i asked him, just by chance, if there was any way i could secure the apartment, and immediately, he sent me the paperwork, which i filled out and sent back right away. by 6:00 this evening, after running around rampant fr three weeks, my search for a home came to an end, and the broker told me he had taken it off the market, and the apartment, until some inspection took place here he coul see ny proper cause i shouldn't have it, was mine...
and Buddy's...
and so, we are home, well, will be soon, and the fairytale ended when i looked in Buddy' eyes, as he sighed and i hugged him, and i scratched his behind. his tail started wagging, his ad eyes looked at me, and i think he knew it was almost time, that we woul finally end this dream...whih was more of a nightmare...
i think i'm home...
Wednesday, September 12, 2012
That's What Friends Are For
friend?
A friend is someone you love and who loves you, someone you respect and who respects you, someone whom you trust and who trusts you. A friend is honest and makes you want to be honest, too. A friend is loyal. A friend help you when you need him most.
i've cried a lot
the last few years,
it's just been hard
to hide my fears.
and every time
thought i'd be fine,
but instead it all got
intertwined
with the little things
that just got bigger
around the base
to the tips of fingers
my forehead sweats
my nerves generate
electricity flows through me
as i persperate.
simply amazed,
don't know how to feel,
i just keep thinking
this can't be real...
hows it possible
to have such bad luck?
over and over
in the middle i'm stuck.
don't matter how far i reach
what hills i climb
what battles i overcome,
how hard i try,
what i've accomplished
can't be denied.
can't i get one chance
to rectify?
begin again,
teach myself to fly?
somewhere soon
i hope, i pray,
that this will maybe be the day.
i can't go on
i can't keep fighting,
i'm a fighter who
is out of lightning,
i've thrown my punches
but i got knocked down
again and again
till i hit the ground.
so now it;s time
for me to rise
i feel something burning
deep down inside
and what it is
will justify
cause who i am
can't be denied
any longer,
never again,
this time is my time
till my time's end.
from this moment on
forever more
i'll show you what
i was put on this earth for.
don't let the past
ever interfere
with who i am
deep inside, here.
we all make mistakes
some big, some small,
we all need a hand,
to get through it all.
no one is perfect,
not even you
look in the mirror,
you know it's true...
so please forgive me
for all those times
you thought that i
was a bit unkind,
you'll see that clearly
in the end,
i was the one
you could have called a friend.
A friend is someone you love and who loves you, someone you respect and who respects you, someone whom you trust and who trusts you. A friend is honest and makes you want to be honest, too. A friend is loyal. A friend help you when you need him most.
http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=friend
Tuesday, September 11, 2012
move on
after the hideous month and a half i've endured, i am praying to god that the tides have finally turned and a new sun is ready to rise, pick me up from the ground where i have be knocked, so far down, that my only reaction is a frown...so i hope and i pray that maybe this is the day, when all of the decay and bitter disarray that i've seen everyday since my life turned to gray, will become just a time when i was not doing fine...i seek nothing grand, but i hope one day to stand on my own two feet, an without missing a beat, turn my one incomplete life to something sweet. there has not been a day in the past year i'd say, when the walls didn't fall down everywhere, all around. it behooves me to think that what was once a life, quite unique, could be now, simply gone, this is my time to be strong for myself, and move on...
Sunday, September 9, 2012
joy..
joy...
as the days passed he got more and more depressed.
when would he finally get a break,
and move up and onward to find bliss?
and then one day, out of the blue,
the skies opened up, and destiny took over.
when he walked in the room, he had no expectations,
nothing because he just expected to be disappointed once again.
so when the doors opened up,
and the sun filtered in through the large windows,
with the sound of birds chirping outside,
and a nice summer breeze drifting in through the open windows
revealing the slightest scent of lillacs, or was it lavendar?
he knew that everythig in his life had justchanged.
he immdiatly felt the cement blocks float offhis shulders,
felt the vice that was clamping his brain, release,
and his heart skipped a beat,
for it was now, complete.
what was past just erased,
as the present seemed great,
the future looked bright.
and for the first time in over a month,
when he laid his head own on his pillow in bed,
there were no more visions of hideousness in his head.
he made the sign of the cross as he did every night as a boy,
and dreamed of Buddy, his dog, running through fields,
as butterflies flew through the sky,
and wildflowers grew high,
somehow now, he understood what that word meant,
the word joy.
better than
i hate when people think
they're better than,
and that their shit don't stink,
across the galaxy
and far far away
you can hear them laughing
as you watch them decay.
their minds are warped
somehow they believe
that they're something they're not,
it's hard to concieve.
really when it comes down to it all,
they've convinced themselves they're something that
they aren't really close to being
never will be,
not even close to,
hell no, never,
not ever
at all.
today i had a run in
with a stupid, stupid queen
who believed she was something
unlike i'd ever seen.
she talked n she talked
about nothing but herself,
she balked and she balked
about everything else.
she complained that she couldn't find
anyone hot
as she said that i looked closer
unable to understand
the reasons for her attitude
it was so out of hand...
she ad pimples and had done nothing nice to her hair
she was dressed like my mother
at the mall,
in dispair.
but yet in her mind
she was quite a find
what she just didn't see
was the face of disaster i saw looking at me.
so i gave her a few quick little thoughts
and she gasped when she realized
the lesson that she'd been taught.
but it didn't do anything
except shock her for a minute,
you see
people like her
are just simply extreme.
hey will never be more
than the dumb piece of shit
than they really are,
now do you finally get it?
Friday, September 7, 2012
dear God,
is it possible to think something good has actually happened to me?
is it too much to ask,
is it too much to dream?
am i too tired to keep searching
for the things that i dream?
i'm not asking too much,
and i'm trying real hard
to get back my life,
and in tact,
although scarred.
if this is just a dream,
wake me fast, please,
for i haven't a clue
as to what this would mean...
a new home,
a new life,
a clean way
to survive,
with no help, just me,
fulfilling my dream
taking back, once again,
my true destiny.
please God, let this be,
i swear i'll succeed,
just this chance,
and this time,
just this once,
please be kind...
the one that got away
just when you least expect it,
on any given day,
it comes out of the blue
and clarifies things that never made sense...
it's when you're at your most vulnerable,
it leaves nothing to second guess,
it's crystal clear
it's perfect in it's own form,
it makes sense,
and it calms your mind so you never
have to thin the worst again...
ever again.
tonight, for me, destiny came full circle.
my past and present clashed
creating memories of who i used to be,
cementing ideas of how i came to be who i am,
and allowing me to see the entire picture,
the unedited version,
the one that leaves you dripping wet with sweat,
a chill down your spine,
a meditative sigh of relief that makes you understand why, who, when and where
all the misery had to take place to get you to the place you can rest your head on tonight.
and quiet storm that once disrupted the skies,
now shows signs of life beyond the small world you even imagined.
it's all coming back to me now...
the reason i m who i am,
make the mistakes i make,
the things that make me sad, smile, laugh, cry
are all because of the way things were presented,
handled, portrayed, ingested to and by none than me.
i always say everything happens for a reason,
tonight i understood that i am the one...
the one thing that got away...
the thing that others missed
or thought was too much,
or too little,
was just little old me,
being me
with no excuses
no judgements
no worries
no fears,
just a new knowledge of the fact that,
if you find you're missing something truly magnificent in your life,
if you dare to complain that you're not satisfied,
that things just didn't work out...
if you lost the ability to laugh,
and wonder what went wrong...
it's because of your own mistake
of letting the good ones go too soon,
and now, you can remember that
all of the thins that got away,
ended up somewhere, probably better than
what you could have given.
so don't feel bad for it, or me...
just now that,
i now that you know...
i'm the best you could have ever asked for...
but you let me go,
and so,
i flew...
i stumbled,
i fell,
but i survived,
i'm alive..
i'm here...
i am everything you ever wanted...
but...
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