<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7847213652794027321</id><updated>2011-08-01T20:39:18.070-04:00</updated><category term='None'/><title type='text'>Ned Rosen - one day at a time</title><subtitle type='html'>Fashion, erotic, photography, and life.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nrosen.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7847213652794027321/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nrosen.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ned Rosen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04446632723532124330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hs5RqUZI0Tw/S-ZmRXIbcdI/AAAAAAAAAKY/ZKqI9-5zUrA/S220/Ned.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7847213652794027321.post-5851337627009747656</id><published>2010-06-05T01:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T01:00:15.778-04:00</updated><title type='text'>This weekend come to the Renegade Craft Fair in Brooklyn!</title><content type='html'>Saturday the 5th and Sunday the 6th Aya and I will be at the Renegade Craft Fair where Aya will demonstrate painting on porcelain and glass for the Pebeo paint company, at their booth #230 . We will also be selling Aya's Artwork.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.renegadecraft.com/brooklyn"&gt;http://www.renegadecraft.com/brooklyn&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hs5RqUZI0Tw/TAnYn6qe6yI/AAAAAAAAALk/LgtXl291Mbo/s1600/Screen+shot+2010-06-05+at+12.54.21+AM.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="80" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hs5RqUZI0Tw/TAnYn6qe6yI/AAAAAAAAALk/LgtXl291Mbo/s320/Screen+shot+2010-06-05+at+12.54.21+AM.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hs5RqUZI0Tw/TAnZwHv0NdI/AAAAAAAAALs/31inqfiuR80/s1600/espresso_Rabbit04.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hs5RqUZI0Tw/TAnZwHv0NdI/AAAAAAAAALs/31inqfiuR80/s320/espresso_Rabbit04.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7847213652794027321-5851337627009747656?l=nrosen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nrosen.blogspot.com/feeds/5851337627009747656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nrosen.blogspot.com/2010/06/this-weekend-come-to-renegade-craft.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7847213652794027321/posts/default/5851337627009747656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7847213652794027321/posts/default/5851337627009747656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nrosen.blogspot.com/2010/06/this-weekend-come-to-renegade-craft.html' title='This weekend come to the Renegade Craft Fair in Brooklyn!'/><author><name>Ned Rosen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04446632723532124330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hs5RqUZI0Tw/S-ZmRXIbcdI/AAAAAAAAAKY/ZKqI9-5zUrA/S220/Ned.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hs5RqUZI0Tw/TAnYn6qe6yI/AAAAAAAAALk/LgtXl291Mbo/s72-c/Screen+shot+2010-06-05+at+12.54.21+AM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7847213652794027321.post-6821986167725894485</id><published>2010-06-03T02:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T02:10:57.210-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Movement</title><content type='html'>Aya and I shot with Nettie again, but this time I only shot moving images of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=12168905&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=12168905&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/12168905"&gt;Smile:  )&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/nednandaya"&gt;Ned and Aya Rosen&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7847213652794027321-6821986167725894485?l=nrosen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nrosen.blogspot.com/feeds/6821986167725894485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nrosen.blogspot.com/2010/06/movement.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7847213652794027321/posts/default/6821986167725894485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7847213652794027321/posts/default/6821986167725894485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nrosen.blogspot.com/2010/06/movement.html' title='Movement'/><author><name>Ned Rosen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04446632723532124330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hs5RqUZI0Tw/S-ZmRXIbcdI/AAAAAAAAAKY/ZKqI9-5zUrA/S220/Ned.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7847213652794027321.post-7647680200582265185</id><published>2010-05-18T03:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T03:10:39.389-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Jackrabbits</title><content type='html'>So much has been going on... I've been so neglectful of this blog, but I'm back for now:  )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's an Animation Aya and I finished last night. I really Love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=11830429&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=11830429&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/11830429"&gt;Jackrabbits&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/user2855017"&gt;Ned and Aya Rosen&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7847213652794027321-7647680200582265185?l=nrosen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nrosen.blogspot.com/feeds/7647680200582265185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nrosen.blogspot.com/2010/05/jackrabbits.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7847213652794027321/posts/default/7647680200582265185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7847213652794027321/posts/default/7647680200582265185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nrosen.blogspot.com/2010/05/jackrabbits.html' title='Jackrabbits'/><author><name>Ned Rosen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04446632723532124330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hs5RqUZI0Tw/S-ZmRXIbcdI/AAAAAAAAAKY/ZKqI9-5zUrA/S220/Ned.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7847213652794027321.post-5577840592319639658</id><published>2009-12-11T21:52:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T23:02:53.252-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='None'/><title type='text'>Like a child</title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/0lt2t4WMYs0fdsigiEL47g?authkey=Gv1sRgCMHzytzKzKbi9AE&amp;amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Hs5RqUZI0Tw/SyMFXVEWuqI/AAAAAAAAAHc/j2ZC6VArZHU/s400/Like%20a%20child_img_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/nedrosen1968/DropBox?authkey=Gv1sRgCMHzytzKzKbi9AE&amp;amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Drop Box&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, Aya and I began our month of going to at least one event a night. It started from needing to network, and be in the real world meeting people, not just on line, and working at our studio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate going out. I hate feeling vulnerable in a room of people that I don't know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aya and I were talking the other day and she suggested that we go to one thing a night, for at least a half an hour. Tonight, that's what we did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still felt like a looser dork, but we will continue doing it, and we'll see what happens.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7847213652794027321-5577840592319639658?l=nrosen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nrosen.blogspot.com/feeds/5577840592319639658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nrosen.blogspot.com/2009/12/like-child.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7847213652794027321/posts/default/5577840592319639658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7847213652794027321/posts/default/5577840592319639658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nrosen.blogspot.com/2009/12/like-child.html' title='Like a child'/><author><name>Ned Rosen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04446632723532124330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hs5RqUZI0Tw/S-ZmRXIbcdI/AAAAAAAAAKY/ZKqI9-5zUrA/S220/Ned.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Hs5RqUZI0Tw/SyMFXVEWuqI/AAAAAAAAAHc/j2ZC6VArZHU/s72-c/Like%20a%20child_img_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7847213652794027321.post-7208756188027898943</id><published>2009-12-10T00:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T00:22:37.906-05:00</updated><title type='text'>flush twice</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dirtylense/4173723052/" title="Untitled by nedrosen, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img &amp;nbsp;="" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2784/4173723052_709758e450_o.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dirtylense/4171206316/" title="Postcards From the Edge by nedrosen, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img &amp;nbsp;="" alt="Postcards From the Edge" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2527/4171206316_1bee07d040_o.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Last night I finished 2 pieces. One for a benefit show in New York, and the other for a show in Chicago. I felt so anxious while I was working on them. I told Aya how uncomfortable I felt while putting these together and sending them out. She reminded me that I feel incredibly anxious every time I finish a project and or make artwork.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7847213652794027321-7208756188027898943?l=nrosen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nrosen.blogspot.com/feeds/7208756188027898943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nrosen.blogspot.com/2009/12/flush-twice.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7847213652794027321/posts/default/7208756188027898943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7847213652794027321/posts/default/7208756188027898943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nrosen.blogspot.com/2009/12/flush-twice.html' title='flush twice'/><author><name>Ned Rosen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04446632723532124330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hs5RqUZI0Tw/S-ZmRXIbcdI/AAAAAAAAAKY/ZKqI9-5zUrA/S220/Ned.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7847213652794027321.post-8354247676781286681</id><published>2009-11-20T04:49:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T05:05:09.059-05:00</updated><title type='text'>In Israel</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dirtylense/4117338359/" title="sisters by nedrosen, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img &amp;nbsp;="" alt="sisters" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2563/4117338359_69e06dda9c.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is our second day in Israel. Its Aya's sister's Birthday, an. We'll be heading to Yaffa in a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aya and I both were planning for the worst case scenarios, but never gave a thought to enjoying this trip. We're having an amazing time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It reminds me of the troubleshooting we do before shoots. We look for all the problems that might arise, but don't remember the fun we always have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've made a pact to remember and remind each other when we forget they we always enjoy what we're doing, except when we're planning and expecting the worst.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7847213652794027321-8354247676781286681?l=nrosen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nrosen.blogspot.com/feeds/8354247676781286681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nrosen.blogspot.com/2009/11/in-israel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7847213652794027321/posts/default/8354247676781286681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7847213652794027321/posts/default/8354247676781286681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nrosen.blogspot.com/2009/11/in-israel.html' title='In Israel'/><author><name>Ned Rosen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04446632723532124330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hs5RqUZI0Tw/S-ZmRXIbcdI/AAAAAAAAAKY/ZKqI9-5zUrA/S220/Ned.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2563/4117338359_69e06dda9c_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7847213652794027321.post-8408026864340160201</id><published>2009-11-13T04:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T04:07:14.654-05:00</updated><title type='text'>flickr Getty</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hs5RqUZI0Tw/Sv0gG0Gp9LI/AAAAAAAAABo/Yzud3PurYIM/s1600-h/Screen+shot+2009-11-13+at+3.58.48+AM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hs5RqUZI0Tw/Sv0gG0Gp9LI/AAAAAAAAABo/Yzud3PurYIM/s320/Screen+shot+2009-11-13+at+3.58.48+AM.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It's so cool! Today I got an e-mail from Getty images, through my flickr account, requesting that I add the pictures above, to there stock licensing. It's also so cool that 4 of the nine pictures are of Aya! That makes me so happy :&amp;nbsp; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so tiered though... I need to watter the plants, then run to bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7847213652794027321-8408026864340160201?l=nrosen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nrosen.blogspot.com/feeds/8408026864340160201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nrosen.blogspot.com/2009/11/flickr-getty.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7847213652794027321/posts/default/8408026864340160201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7847213652794027321/posts/default/8408026864340160201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nrosen.blogspot.com/2009/11/flickr-getty.html' title='flickr Getty'/><author><name>Ned Rosen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04446632723532124330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hs5RqUZI0Tw/S-ZmRXIbcdI/AAAAAAAAAKY/ZKqI9-5zUrA/S220/Ned.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Hs5RqUZI0Tw/Sv0gG0Gp9LI/AAAAAAAAABo/Yzud3PurYIM/s72-c/Screen+shot+2009-11-13+at+3.58.48+AM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7847213652794027321.post-318371557843106663</id><published>2009-10-04T23:48:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T23:55:31.391-04:00</updated><title type='text'>13</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dirtylense/3982839612/" title="Untitled by nedrosen, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3496/3982839612_aefb2bb75f_o.jpg" width="400" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, Aya and I had a chance to sleep in late. It was very, very nice. We had plans to meet my Mom and Dad for dinner, but nothing else the whole day. Aya went to Blackbird to draw and paint, and I went to the gym for a few hours. It was very nice to just decompress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I want to finish re-touching the 23 pictures from Fridays shoot. I'm very happy with the way they came out! I'm on 13, 10 more to go...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7847213652794027321-318371557843106663?l=nrosen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nrosen.blogspot.com/feeds/318371557843106663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nrosen.blogspot.com/2009/10/13.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7847213652794027321/posts/default/318371557843106663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7847213652794027321/posts/default/318371557843106663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nrosen.blogspot.com/2009/10/13.html' title='13'/><author><name>Ned Rosen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04446632723532124330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hs5RqUZI0Tw/S-ZmRXIbcdI/AAAAAAAAAKY/ZKqI9-5zUrA/S220/Ned.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7847213652794027321.post-1493086228208978309</id><published>2009-10-03T22:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T22:47:51.936-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dirtylense/3975807109/" title="Untitled by nedrosen, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2673/3975807109_4ae1d5e034_o.jpg" width="400" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, Aya and I shot an Amazing model named Kazue. She from Japan for the fashion shows, and found an agency while she was here. She was so nice, and so much fun to shoot with! Every picture was amazing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We shot over 1000 pictures yesterday, and edited them down to over 200 before we went to sleep. Aya and I just finished the 3rd edit, and we couldn't get it below 50, one more edit to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the shoot, we went to Beau's viewing, a few blocks away. I was so sad. Aya and I saw so many people that we know. Beau was, and is, so loved.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7847213652794027321-1493086228208978309?l=nrosen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nrosen.blogspot.com/feeds/1493086228208978309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nrosen.blogspot.com/2009/10/yesterday-aya-and-i-shot-amazing-model.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7847213652794027321/posts/default/1493086228208978309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7847213652794027321/posts/default/1493086228208978309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nrosen.blogspot.com/2009/10/yesterday-aya-and-i-shot-amazing-model.html' title=''/><author><name>Ned Rosen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04446632723532124330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hs5RqUZI0Tw/S-ZmRXIbcdI/AAAAAAAAAKY/ZKqI9-5zUrA/S220/Ned.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7847213652794027321.post-4553620229249437793</id><published>2009-10-01T04:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T04:30:12.800-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Supper Cool!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hs5RqUZI0Tw/SsRmUwuFE_I/AAAAAAAAABg/OqBf9mhMQH4/s1600-h/02.jpg" imageanchor="1" &gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hs5RqUZI0Tw/SsRmUwuFE_I/AAAAAAAAABg/OqBf9mhMQH4/s400/02.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Today, Aya and I met with the woman who invited us to speak at her class at NYU-Tisch-ITP in November. She is supper cool, and very nice. The class is about intimacy, technology, and art. We talked for 3 hours. For the next few days, Aya and I have a lot to think about. Now, I think it is time for bed. I will write about the details tomorrow or the next day, after they have time to settle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The picture above has absolutely nothing to do with what I'm writing about. I just thought I'd let you know that now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night,&lt;br /&gt;-Ned&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7847213652794027321-4553620229249437793?l=nrosen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nrosen.blogspot.com/feeds/4553620229249437793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nrosen.blogspot.com/2009/10/supper-cool.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7847213652794027321/posts/default/4553620229249437793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7847213652794027321/posts/default/4553620229249437793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nrosen.blogspot.com/2009/10/supper-cool.html' title='Supper Cool!'/><author><name>Ned Rosen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04446632723532124330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hs5RqUZI0Tw/S-ZmRXIbcdI/AAAAAAAAAKY/ZKqI9-5zUrA/S220/Ned.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Hs5RqUZI0Tw/SsRmUwuFE_I/AAAAAAAAABg/OqBf9mhMQH4/s72-c/02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7847213652794027321.post-4236291041847443724</id><published>2009-09-29T17:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T17:37:02.687-04:00</updated><title type='text'>sad but happy too</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dirtylense/3967292724/" title="Untitled by nedrosen, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2526/3967292724_2639634a54_o.jpg" width="400" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Aya and I just took it easy. While walking to breakfast, we ran in to a friend of Beau's He gave us a few details, and told us of a few memorials over the weekend. We were all sad, and talked of our sadness and anger about Beaus dieing. I felt sad walking away, but I was happy to connect with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aya and I ate at Egg, on North 5th. We ordered light, and sat in sadness. All of a sudden, Lisa comes in, then Case. We move to a bigger table and all sit, eat and talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight Molly Peck, and Artist that Aya and I both know from on line, but have never met, is coming over. I am so happy to spend time with friends and a new friend today. I feel sad, but also happy to be surrounded by people who I care about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7847213652794027321-4236291041847443724?l=nrosen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nrosen.blogspot.com/feeds/4236291041847443724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nrosen.blogspot.com/2009/09/sad-but-happy-too.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7847213652794027321/posts/default/4236291041847443724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7847213652794027321/posts/default/4236291041847443724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nrosen.blogspot.com/2009/09/sad-but-happy-too.html' title='sad but happy too'/><author><name>Ned Rosen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04446632723532124330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hs5RqUZI0Tw/S-ZmRXIbcdI/AAAAAAAAAKY/ZKqI9-5zUrA/S220/Ned.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7847213652794027321.post-2084136526707461722</id><published>2009-09-28T18:49:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T18:56:39.868-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Beau</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hs5RqUZI0Tw/SsE365km99I/AAAAAAAAABY/T2vyruQtyKA/s1600-h/beau.jpg" imageanchor="1" &gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hs5RqUZI0Tw/SsE365km99I/AAAAAAAAABY/T2vyruQtyKA/s400/beau.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Today felt so similar to yesterday, and the day before. The normal chores, appointments, and general things to do. Side by side with Aya, we had a rare argument from a misunderstanding, but nothing felt out of place or strange. The morning was sunny and cool, beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Tonight, when Aya and I got home, she went to her computer, and I to mine. I was looking through some e-mails when I heard her say "Oh my god", the dark and scary kind. She was on flickr, and saw that our downstairs neighbor posted some shots of Beau, saying "goodbye, my friend."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;She had just googled beau's name and found a slue of posts speaking about beau's life and stating in fact that he is no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Aya and I went downstairs and sat in front of The Arm, on the bench where we saw Beau last, just a few days ago. So sad, I felt so sad. I was not good friends with him, ant most, close acquaintances. But I feel his absence, and I miss all those times that I will never bump in to him again. He was one of those rare people who always left me smiling and energized. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Beau Velasco, I am sorry you have gone, but I am glad to have known you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Farewell,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;-N&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7847213652794027321-2084136526707461722?l=nrosen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nrosen.blogspot.com/feeds/2084136526707461722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nrosen.blogspot.com/2009/09/beau.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7847213652794027321/posts/default/2084136526707461722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7847213652794027321/posts/default/2084136526707461722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nrosen.blogspot.com/2009/09/beau.html' title='Beau'/><author><name>Ned Rosen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04446632723532124330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hs5RqUZI0Tw/S-ZmRXIbcdI/AAAAAAAAAKY/ZKqI9-5zUrA/S220/Ned.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hs5RqUZI0Tw/SsE365km99I/AAAAAAAAABY/T2vyruQtyKA/s72-c/beau.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7847213652794027321.post-787763115122141673</id><published>2009-09-28T04:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T04:03:07.349-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The last thing I do tonight</title><content type='html'>Everything else is done, the blog comes last tonight. I'm not sure why I but I've been avoiding it all night. Things are going well, I guess I'm a bit scared of things going well. I'm going to sleep, more tomorrow. Blah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7847213652794027321-787763115122141673?l=nrosen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nrosen.blogspot.com/feeds/787763115122141673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nrosen.blogspot.com/2009/09/last-thing-i-do-tonight.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7847213652794027321/posts/default/787763115122141673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7847213652794027321/posts/default/787763115122141673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nrosen.blogspot.com/2009/09/last-thing-i-do-tonight.html' title='The last thing I do tonight'/><author><name>Ned Rosen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04446632723532124330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hs5RqUZI0Tw/S-ZmRXIbcdI/AAAAAAAAAKY/ZKqI9-5zUrA/S220/Ned.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7847213652794027321.post-4759033175562813571</id><published>2009-09-27T02:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T02:02:35.625-04:00</updated><title type='text'>So cool!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/dirtylense/3957261343/" title="Untitled by nedrosen, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3527/3957261343_6e3b486d21_o.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today passed in a blur. In the afternoon, Aya and I bumped into &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/09737629583414230228"&gt;Edna&lt;/a&gt; at Blackbird Parlour. I was coming from the gym, and Aya had been drawing and painting at a table in the back. It was really cool talking about a &lt;a href="http://fencedlot.wordpress.com/2009/09/06/itp-h79-2798-mediated-intimacy-closeness-and-distance/"&gt;class&lt;/a&gt; at NYU-Tisch-ITP, that Aya and I will be guest speakers at. We were asked a few days ago, but this was really the first time we mentioned it to anyone else. I am so excited about being asked, and I feel total ownership of the honor of being asked to speak. I feel a bit silly as I look at what I just wrote, but I think it is so cool, and I can't wait!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is other good news too, but I'll write about that in a few days. Now, back to work...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7847213652794027321-4759033175562813571?l=nrosen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nrosen.blogspot.com/feeds/4759033175562813571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nrosen.blogspot.com/2009/09/so-cool.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7847213652794027321/posts/default/4759033175562813571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7847213652794027321/posts/default/4759033175562813571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nrosen.blogspot.com/2009/09/so-cool.html' title='So cool!'/><author><name>Ned Rosen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04446632723532124330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hs5RqUZI0Tw/S-ZmRXIbcdI/AAAAAAAAAKY/ZKqI9-5zUrA/S220/Ned.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7847213652794027321.post-3759632585278201846</id><published>2009-09-25T20:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T20:59:36.638-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A clean slate and a fine line.</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, while making a g-mail account, I erased my old blog. At first, I didn't really care. It had been a few weeks since I last posted, and weeks more, before that. I was not expecting to start a new blog to replace it but I started thinking about why I stopped, or slowed bloging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few months ago I noticed that a few of the on line modeling sites that I use to find some of the nude models that Aya and I shoot with, had started to, well, suck. I looked around and found some newer modeling sites and signed up to try them out. I noticed that the more I signed up to, the less attention I would give to any. I wasn't achieving the feeling of being part of the community, that I did in the early days of OMP (onemodelplace.com) or flickr. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As newer social networking sites emerge, I also feel drawn to them. Fueled by my fear of being left out, or not hanging out with the "cool kids".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very happy with my off line community. I have an amazing wife, good friends, and really great parents on the other side of the Williamsburg Bridge. I do miss the on line connections and communities the used to feed me so well. Hell, I met my wife Aya through her blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, my plan is to focus my output on fewer places: this blog, flickr, and Aya and my websites. and for the models, just OMP and Model Mayhem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll give these a shot for a while, then see how I like it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7847213652794027321-3759632585278201846?l=nrosen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nrosen.blogspot.com/feeds/3759632585278201846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nrosen.blogspot.com/2009/09/clean-slate-and-fine-line.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7847213652794027321/posts/default/3759632585278201846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7847213652794027321/posts/default/3759632585278201846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nrosen.blogspot.com/2009/09/clean-slate-and-fine-line.html' title='A clean slate and a fine line.'/><author><name>Ned Rosen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04446632723532124330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Hs5RqUZI0Tw/S-ZmRXIbcdI/AAAAAAAAAKY/ZKqI9-5zUrA/S220/Ned.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
