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Thursday, May 7, 2015
How do you know you are on the right Path: World Malaria Day Project Conclusion
So let's start with a review. The past few months I have been sharing my thoughts on how you know you are on the " right path". Concurrently I have been describing my journeys in Africa working on this World Malaria Day project as an example of events that give me signs that I am in fact exactly where I'm supposed to be. In review, the key essential points I have touched on are as follows:
1. Set clear visionary intentions or prayers as to what you want to create as though it's already on its way to you.
2. When things fall apart, know that it is sometimes a bigger plan at work to bring you closer to where you are supposed to be, even if you do not know what it is in the moment.
3. Every vision and road to being on your right path has a lot of hard, committed, challenging, work to get it to be where it is considered off the ground and a success.
4. When you combine faith with committed action, everything around you conspires and aligns to open doors and free channels towards your desired result.
These all have shown up at different times and several levels of extremes throughout the journey. Especially the one that talks about when things fall apart...ha, we could write a movie script solely based on that one. There are only two more vital key points to check in with. And I'm not sure I even truly got them all until this last trip.
Upon our arrival in Nigeria for the 3rd time I soon learned our schedule for our art pieces needs to be drastically altered...this was based on a series of miscommunications, and not doing our triple check list as thoroughly as we thought. I could say it was how things work in Nigeria, but after being in Nigeria for a total of 4 weeks prior, we really cannot use that excuse. But truth be told, it was divine intervention because the way the schedule ended up was actually better than what we had planned. (No surprise).
As a result we were scrambling, as we had to find new venues for our pieces, build a model roster with a limited budget, work out a ton of logistics and get enough sleep to function. When things get down to the wire, people's tensions are high, exhaustion starts to take its toll, and emotions are raw. This last week was by far the most challenging leg of the project. Breaking down and crying at some point was inevitable. Signs you are up to something big.
But when things get this intense, and it seems like all your plans are on shaky ground, you know you are on the right path when two things happen: the very people who will be the ultimate support to getting you through to the finish line are either already around you or will show up exactly when you need them...you just need to ask.
There was a point where we were struggling to find models for our installations and fashion show. We had met some really amazing models who had been apart of our journey already from the beginning, but these were seasoned professional models who often get paid a decent agency rate. With as many hiccups as we have had, our budget was not what we would have liked it to be. We had been blessed to have had many vendors offer us discounts and donations, but we were still very limited. So I was given the task of procurring models, good ones, with only a small stipend for incidentals. I know more than anyone that in our industry models are always being mistreated and taken advantage of especially when it comes to rate. So not only did I need to handle this delicately but also was challenged to figure this out in another country. I did at one point start to panic when on Wednesday we only had 2 people confirmed when in fact we needed 12-20. So I took a deep breath, reminded myself this is all going to happen, I just needed to see with different eyes and approach with a a faithful open heart. So I first picked up the phone and called my friend Lola Maja...One of the best makeup artists in Nigeria who had come over prior to help me with production. I told her I needed both makeup artists and models and was stuck with knowing where to get them. She immediately assured me she would work on it and not to worry. Then I picked up the phone and called every model I had met up to date to connect with each about the project, and humbly request they be involved despite our lack of funds. I realized the only way this would work is if I had already created the relationship with them where they would trust who I was and what I stood for. Slowly I got in touch with at least 5 models and each one not only agreed to be 100% in but moved schedules in order to be there. By Thursday were still short quite a few and I still had not heard back from Lola. In fact I now couldn't get a hold of her at all. Simultaneously we had just found out our location for one of our biggest pieces decided to pull out because someone else offered them more money for the same time slot. So while Robin was spending three hours of our very limited and valuable prep and planning time fighting to get our slot back, I was at the apartment with Caitlin one day before our show having a major "oh shit" moment.
Just when I was literally about to pull my hair out, I said aloud to Caitlin "How the f@*%# are we going to do this without models?" Not a second later my phone rang. It was a Nigerian number, not programmed into my phone. When I answered, a woman named Bola introduced herself. She said she had bumped into a friend named Lola Maja that day and she had mentioned to her about our project, which Bola had actually heard of. Bola happened to own a small modeling agency and she would be more than honored to supply us with models. I stared at the phone in pure awe, and started to laugh. After thanking her profusely I asked her to send specs of the people she had available to my email address. I hung up the phone and looked at Caitlin, and said "Wow."
I called Robin immediately to tell him, not just because we pretty much had our model situation handled, but to share that experience of "ask and you shall receive". Robin seemed not to be surprised, and just concurred that we were meant to do this show and everything would work out. Oh and by the way, through his own version of coercion, managed to get our space back. Biggest sigh of relief up to date.
To say everything went smoothly after that would be a nice fairy tale ending, although not true to life in the slightest. But here is the catch: Through every thing that didn't go as planned and then turned out anyway, through every disagreement we had that came to a compromise, through every epic fail that turned into an ingenious divinely designed occurrence...it all brought the biggest blessing and piece of evidence that I was exactly where I was supposed to be. I knew without a shadow of a doubt because I felt so alive. That surge of energy I spoke of in the beginning of these accounts never went away. It ebbed and flowed continuously throughout this journey and stays with me and propels me even after it's over. If you do not feel utterly alive in all that you choose to do, then it's time to make different choices. Further, the energy of life comes from the movement of ups and downs, not predictable flatlines. If you take anything away from this know that life is an intricately designed wave of fabric that brings a perfectly intertwined mix of surprises and soulful knowing. Our wisdom comes from learning to ride this wave with as few attachments to how it's "supposed to be".
I know you have been waiting patiently to learn about these projects, so I'll end this blog with some amazing behind the scene pictures and subtle description of what we accomplished. Hope you enjoy it and will be walking away with assurance that your right path is the one you are standing on. You get to look for the signs as to which direction to take that will lead you to your purpose and bliss.
Piece 1: 1000 kids
In order to illustrate the horrific statistic that Nigeria loses 1000 kids a day to malaria, we decided to take on the challenge of photographing 1000 kids together in one shot. Seen here are some behind the scenes images of us capturing this beautiful image in Bathagary. This was the 2nd of two attempts to get this shot. Our intention was to raise this image on a gigantic banner on the side of the road by the 3rd Mainland bridge where over a million people a day pass by in traffic.
Piece 2: Malaria Moves
To illustrate the fact that Malaria is everywhere, we created a moving installation by body painting what are called skater boys with our 1000 kids statistic, while having some wear a sweat stained skull face, and others in our famous Moskeeto Mask. These boys skated through traffic throwing fliers in the windows of cars. The fliers brought awareness of the statistic that the mosquito carrying the malaria virus bites as early as 4:30pm. We also painted on another actor a rendition of death, who walked around with two ambiguous mosquito characters in everyday African scenarios. We ended up at the third mainland bridge where we watched our banner get raised while we spent time with the locals speaking about the project.
Piece 3: Mother Africa loses her Children
Inspired by Michelangelo's haunting Pieta statue, we wanted to recreated a body painted marble rendition of Mother Africa weeping over the loss of her child taken from her by the Malaria disease. Onlooking and observing were 9 female Mosquitos (females carry the virus) and two male. These masks were conceptualized by myself, but sculpted, molded, and cast by my amazing partner Suzanne Winwood and her awesome team, while they were painted by my self in Africa with local artists including Lola Maja, and Cass Koncept. The skater boys lured passing foot and car traffic outside into our Silverbird location by handing out flyers that said "Every 45 seconds, a mother buries her child". Eventually the skater boys became part of our installation as well.
Piece 4: Moskeeto Armor save Lives
The eve of World Malaria Day we had a fashion show primarily for press to show the wearability and versatility of the Moskeeto Armor, conceptualized and constructed by world renown designer Mai Atafo. He spoke of how malaria affected his baby daughter and how it was not a question of if he wanted to be involved in our project, but a only a question in what capacity...
Thursday, April 9, 2015
How do you know you are on the right path? (Africa Part 2)
I'm just arriving back home in the states from the second out of three planned trips to Africa, where I'm co-creating this massive project to make a difference with malaria. Perfect timing, because I'm so excited to continue sharing more of my journey with you and how it relates to knowing when you are on the right path. If you missed the first part, travel back a post to catch up!
In part 1, I left off when Robin and I had our first fashion show together on World Malaria Day 2013. It was a great way to kick off our co-creativity together, and our first experience of doing something big outside of fashion week. We left a promise that perhaps the next big thing we do together would be in Africa. But the months and years that would follow would be tough for both of us. As with every passion business, especially ones that look to create a huge impact, there is a lot of work behind the scenes. Now I want to be clear, and not have that last part come out candidly...The road to every vision will require hard, committed, challenging, work to reach the point of success. This is the kind of work that should call into question if this vision of yours is what you are really supposed to be doing. I've seen dozens of people get excited about being a designer, a makeup artist, an actor, a painter, a musician... hell, even a salesman, a marketing exec, a teacher, a politician! They love the passionate part of the journey, but when it comes to the business grind - breaking through obstacles, maintaining a positive attitude despite the inevitable flops - a lot of people fold under the pressure. Running a business and being committed to something big, seeing it through to its fruition, can bring up many doubts about one's capability...and it can sometimes feel very lonely.
After our 2013, Robin and I had a lot of work to do in securing our visions with our businesses. I for one committed to take BoA to its next level, elevating its team members and its artistry, marketing and branding and developing and expanding its education and mentorship. This meant investing in education for myself, rebranding, hiring staff, taking risks on new classes and programs that were being tested out for the first time. It also meant cultivating relationships both new and old to reintroduce the brand and keep it relevant. Juggling all of this not only takes its toll on you physically, but artistically, mentally, and emotionally. It has you face feedback and failures head on...the type that had me break down in tears at times. It also had me need to really be conscious of my family and friend relationships so they were not neglected. I can only describe it as always being "on" my game all the time...pushing myself up when I fell down, getting support when I didn't want to bother anyone, and staying connected to the bigger vision to remember why I'm doing this, not just what I'm going to get out of it. It's not just doing amazing makeup everyday and getting paid lots of money...in fact I'm not sure that day will ever come, lol! But the passion and the pure satisfaction of what I do would not be as sweet if it were not for these challenging times. I may not be doing my art everyday (in fact, I had to force myself to write and paint despite my lack of time just to maintain my sanity) but I am working towards something big that will make a larger difference for someone else.
During this same time, Robin was going through his own challenges necessary for Moskeeto Armor to be released in Africa as a viable product. Now I do not want to discredit my own experience but most times when I thought my personal journey was rough, I would look Robin's and say to myself "Girl, shit's not THAT bad". Because Moskeeto Armor is a technology rather than just a fabric, and because essence of the brand was about how it literally saves lives, it had to go through thorough medical testing. So for three months Robin had to be in country overseeing and pushing medical trials. The areas in which Robin had to do this were the very jungle type raw villages of Bathagory and Épée. In these places there is no electricity, no hot water...it's like camping on crack, taking baths with a bucket in a grassy field, cooking over fire, dealing with all the elements. To top it off, when your body is not used to living in those conditions, it freaks out...I'll let you use your imagination for that one. It was dedicated, hard, non-creative work every single day. But absolutely necessary! Plus, imagine being in the heart of malaria's severity, being faced head on with the very thing you are trying to battle. Even in the most urban areas, Nigeria is a third world country. The main purpose of my first trip to Africa was to get acclimated to this; even in the finest of hotels electricity was unreliable, and cellular networks are shoddy. Remember our gas shortage during post hurricane Sandy? Try having that happen at least 2-5 times a month. Traffic there makes LA and New York seem like ride around the block. And most people drive with no rules! It takes a state of zen surrender to deal with it...which is why most people just hire drivers. Imagine dealing with all of this when you need to run to the trademark office to fill out one form...hoping its the right form...it could take you all day for a single errand. All the while, leaving a loving fiancé and 4 amazing children at home all anxious to see him.
I really just wanted to illustrate how intense it can get when you are pushing for a dream. But after all is said and done...I have a growing and reputable brand that people seek out and want to learn from. Robin has successfully proven Moskeeto Armor reduces infections from 95% to 5%. Do you think it was worth it? This was the only way to pave the way for what was to happen next.
Fast forward to the beginning of this year, Robin texts me: "Block out the last week of April for Africa".
I stared at the text wondering if I was reading it right, because we have all been saying for years that I would go one day, but it always felt like a distant fantasy. But since I know Robin doesn't joke like that, I simply responded "Ok. What are we doing?". He began to tell me of his idea to create a series of pop up "Banksy style" performance art installations that would raise awareness and "change the conversation" around Malaria using makeup and body art, essentially illustrating the necessity for Moskeeto Armor. I said "Awesome. Let's meet to discuss".
Our next meeting began what I would call the birth of creative miracles. This is where ideas were born and faith differentiates a dream from a plan. The ideas we came up with in that meeting could be described as precocious, far fetched, ambitious, or just down right crazy to the average ear. But it was passion and faith that made them not only doable, but game changing. We really saw them happening. I can't really tell you the details quite yet, as the element of surprise is the power of the project, but I'll be blogging the week it actually goes down to fill you in. I will tell you that the things that happened so far on this journey have been the clearest evidence to date that Robin and I were supposed to do this. When you combine faith with committed action, everything around you conspires and aligns to open doors and free channels towards your desired result.
For example, the worst possible time for me to go away was in April. I had pending trips to Hong Kong and Paris to teach at the Make Up For Ever Academies, and of course they all wanted to book around the same time. But the Paris academy suddenly postponed, and the Hong Kong academy pushed my trip to May...giving me time in both March and April to go to Africa for prep and production. My first trip was a series of meetings to discuss our project with designers, photographers, politicians, architects, and anyone who could possibly help us achieve our vision. When I tell you every meeting ended with an " I love your idea, I want to help you take it further", I even astonish myself in how receptive and positive everyone has been. We have Reze Bonna, one of the top fashion photographers in Africa, Mai Atafo, one of the highest acclaimed fashion designers, Kunle Adeyemi, an accomplished architect, and our friend Nze Akachukwu Nwankpo, also known as A.K.
Our meeting with A.K. was the one of the coolest I think we've had. A.K. is the special advisor on technical matters to President Goodluck Jonathan. He also runs the Citizens Club which is an initiative for Nigerians to pursue empowering goals that promote the happiness and wealth of Nigerians. "Happiness is Local!" is their philosophy. We originally flew to Abuja (the capital) to meet with AK to talk to him about gaining his support with his in connecting us to the big news syndicates in Nigeria and spread the word about our project. But when he heard our ideas, and connected with our vision, he wanted contribute and make it bigger. He offered to fund a larger part of our project where the representatives of the Citizens Club across Nigerian states would get involved and bring our message to a wider audience. This would also include a personal meeting with the president! Robin and I couldn't believe the success of this meeting...but clearly this is what happens when you are on the right path. There are a number of other incidents where this level of receptivity boosted us to another level.
This is where a surge of energy comes in and fuels us for what's to come...
Hope you'll join us in 2 weeks when our project premieres. Get the inside scoop on how we artistically turn heads and create a platform for awareness around malaria
Wednesday, March 25, 2015
How do you know you're on the right path? (Africa Pt.1)
So we had our first fashion show. It was a collaboration of art, fashion, and makeup to showcase the versatility of Moskeeto Armor fabric and bring awareness of the impact Malaria has in Africa. We also committed to World Malaria Day being the ongoing date for our future projects together. The hope (or the commitment I should say) was that our next project would take place in Africa...but so much needed to happen to get there. Ah, but we will save that for next time...
Sunday, March 15, 2015
What makes a great educator? Pt.2
-Patience/meeting me where I’m at.
-Break it down for me, one time
-Don’t let me get away with shit
Never give me the answer
I cannot express how imperative it is for an educator/mentor to withhold the answers to some questions. There is a teaching philosophy – The Art of Mentoring – that talks about answering questions with another question, forcing student to rely on themselves for answers. If you think about it, it’s brilliant. The student needs to trust their own intuition; What would you do if there was no master or teacher to ask? When I was learning to become a coach I worked with many seasoned trainers. The very first trainer I worked was Micky McQuaid. She reminded me of a catholic school nun who happened to be a die hard sports fan and could give a shit less if she offended you. She was intimidating to say the least. She had the job of transforming people’s lives through the trainings we facilitated, and as far as she was concerned, it not was not about us (the assisting coaches). She would give you an instruction one time, and she would make it very clear. If you dared to ask her for clarification, especially for something you could probably figure out on your own, she would scowl her face at you and ask back snidely “what did I say?” or “what do you think?” or “how do you think you would handle it?”. It was nerve racking, but we soon learned to internalize the question and figure it out for ourselves. Over time, if I didn’t take her demeanor personally, I became used to trusting myself more and more, having confidence in my coaching and my job. Micky wasn't actually being a bitch, (I freaking LOVE her) she just cared enough to know we were capable of finding answers on our own. Though she drove me crazy and scared the shit out of me, I was ultimately so grateful she did.
One of the side effects of being someone who tried really hard in school, but often came up short in results, is that you long for someone to tell you something you did right. The more seeming failure, the more feelings of dejection, the less confidence you have, and the less you trust yourself. I had another trainer once tell me that when she was being coached she would request that no matter how bad she was fucking up, just tell her one thing she was doing right and everything would be fine. I realized that was something I needed. So I started requesting that of all my mentors and coaches…I even requested that of my husband Charlie. Charlie is very analytical, methodical, and is very grounded where I am a passionate, creative, visionary and impulsive. Often times complex linear thinking type stuff eludes me, or take me longer to process than other things. Like doing the books, or creating systems in my business, or putting together electronics. Charlie will push me to try to do these things rather than always doing it for me. It often starts out as an epic fail. But bless my husband, he will always acknowledge even the tiniest thing. Sometimes all he’s got to go with is the fact I tried. Yeah it gets that bad. But his acknowledgement makes me feel more inclined to try again, and I do not feel as stupid for essentially making a disaster out of it. It makes a huge difference…and I always carry that into my style of teaching.
Finally, one of the things I cherish as a student and educator and make sure it surrounds me at all times is respect. There is nothing more off putting and just energetically twisted than an educator who acts as though they are superior to the student in anyway. As human beings, no matter how much experience we have, or do not have, we are important valuable contributions to our lives, and our potential is endless. To think those who have more education and knowledge (or money, or fame, or “attractiveness”) are at a level above others, is doing a disservice not only to the student, but to themselves. It’s small. The educator who thinks they have capped all that they can learn about their trade is quite honestly the dunce compared to their own student. The world constantly changes, and nothing stays the same. Thirteen years ago online marketing and social media was a commodity, not something essential. 3-D printing is now the new way to sculpt, digital photography has a whole new set of advantages, and new advantages in health and wellness has us be able to live longer. To not respect our students is chopping off our own legs at the knee. Of course respecting your mentors and those who come before you is also essential to the richest education, but it doesn't mean you give up your own self worth to do so. When I first started participating in a Native American Community for my spiritual guidance, there were so many traditions to learn and so many teachings to absorb. The elders of my community though steadfast in upholding tradition and respecting the teachings, always made me feel welcome, and respected my learning journey. As the world changes, the elders look to the youth to bring in new ideas and are always open to integrate the old with the new… And these traditions go back more than a century.