Personal Blogs
In kaleidoscopes and looking glass one can see the naked soul. Be pure of intention and TRUST in stars.
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STUART: Your entire creative development has been flanked by high camp and these singular, uncompromising women. Is there a final archetype who defined the visual standard for Chasing Idols? DAVID: You’re talking about Grace Jones, aren’t you?! [Laughs] Put it this way. I met Grace on a checkerboard dance floor in Claridge’s, and people were…
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This narrative reflects on the transformative power of music and nightlife in David’s youth, celebrating connections forged through dance and the sense of belonging amidst struggles with identity and acceptance.
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Overcoming Complex Post-traumatic Stress Disorder, to find love and acceptance. Chronicling my journey from a childhood marked by abuse, neglect and violence, to an adulthood freed by healing, transformation and artistic expression.
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LOVE WINS over shame! A shamanic ceremony in the magical hills of Malibu.
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Percy said, tongue firmly in cheek, ‘Telling Joan just how young you were when you first started watching Dynasty is just plain rude’ – to rapturous laughter.
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“WOW David. What an amazing feat to have created this complex, beautiful and poignant documentary on the difficulty of growing up different and of being an artist. Really interesting and so beautifully shot.” – Jane Badler
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Outtakes and chat with my friend RM Isaiah about my using his track, Gone Beyond.
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This mood board ticked working with an all bells and whistles camera off my list but I found out just how technically limited I was.
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A sharp nosedive into catacombs parted us with a deathbed vow in which he swore and screamed – that if there were such a thing as life after death, then he would come back to let me know.
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“Five days before she died she said she felt she didn’t matter anymore. This exhibition proves her wrong – she’s always going to matter now” – Philip Treacy
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I will remember forever, the kindness she showed to me, and I thank her with a devoted heart, for letting me look after her bag.
VICTORIA EIUS EST, SICUT VAS EIUS PRAEDIXIT.