LIVING IN PARIS

Paris is now my home in between travels, a shift that grew out of a life-changing experience during my journey across Bhutan in the spring of 2024. Filming a documentary on sustainable travel, I was irrevocably changed by the depth of my experience of the present moment in that powerful and ancient land. Everything else just fell away. Since then, I’ve stepped away from social media entirely and largely set down my cameras, choosing instead to immerse myself fully in the present wherever I am.

I pursue numerous adventures throughout the year, cycling across countries, chief among them. I savor these experiences as they unfold, rather than aiming to capture them for preservation or storytelling purposes. I also work on ongoing creative projects around the world, developing them at my own pace and sharing them with the public once complete.

I’ve chosen Paris as a home in between adventures for the incredible creative opportunities this extraordinary city affords me. I’ve spent time here throughout my adult life and have always been met with incredible receptivity from the city, its guardians, and its residents. Whether as a twenty-something busking hippie pantomime/dancer/musician, the middle-aged questioning artist I am today, or all phases of myself in between, I have always come to Paris to push the boundaries of what I believe is possible in my known universe. That continues today, perhaps more so than ever.

I am rediscovering myself as a creative being at heart here, allowing all creative whims to be explored. Writing, dance, fashion, biking, bikedancing (riding the city streets to music and moving on the bike as if painting on a canvas), skating, improvising violin in the metro, dancing spontaneously in the metro and on the streets, diving into dance communities, playing music & singing with friends, contact improvisation, learning French, communication improvisation on the streets, rocking mobile interactive rollerblading dance parties on the boulevards of the city, finding and building community and friendships, exploring human connection in all its forms, dressing up to walk the streets for no reason—in the rain, smiling at strangers or picking up conversations with strangers, sitting in cafes to write and observe, heartily tipping street buskers—and beggars, attending performances of music, dance, and other cultural events… the list goes on.

I’m living my very best creative life here in Paris and am immensely grateful for it—for the bravery with which I dive into challenges I’ve set up for myself across an array of creative areas, with more goals set out than I could possibly realize in the time I’ve set for myself (yet I continue to push forward regardless). I didn’t realize such a life was possible. I’ve always dreamed of spending more time in this magical city, but it wasn’t until I tried out calling it home that I began to experience the incredible fruits of such an immersion.

Paris is a city that celebrates magical thinking. Cliché as it sounds, the city herself will rise up at every turn to meet those who dare to live boldly and creatively on her streets. She celebrates your whims, your dreams, your emanations. This place is no joke, and it’s no wonder Paris has attracted the likes she has over the centuries. I am tremendously grateful that she has opened her arms to me, providing a place to learn, grow, and nurture my ever-unfolding artist, as I dig deep to discover what is actually possible in this incredible life—when I pour myself into the depths of the present moment and push myself ever onward in the direction of the realization of my greatest dreams, creations, and aspirations. I look forward to sharing my findings with you.

Merci, belle ville, merci !