August 25, 2015


Hi everybody. Welcome to my blog where I talk about the past.

Man, it’s hot today in New York. Unreal. The heat reminds me of a time I was shooting with an English client. It was super hot then as well. My English client, she said to me, in a heavy British accent, she said, “We British stay cool by having some hot tea in the afternoon. Brian, why don’t you have some tea?” And then my assistant replied, “Oh, I thought you British stayed cool by conquering a country, wiping out half of the indigenous people and then colonizing the rest.” They laughed. I laughed nervously.

It was kind of crazy. We always shot, you know, six months in advance of the season. For example, we would be shooting winter stuff in the dead summer. It was tough on the models. I would be wearing my swim suit, flip flops and a T-shirt and they would be wearing heavy merino wool sweaters, makeup dripping down their faces. It wasn’t easy on them.

Sometimes we would go to South America where the seasons are in line with the season we were shooting. For example, we’d be shooting winter during their winter, or summer clothes during their summer. But all of that’s changed now. It seems everyone shoots in the studio. Not good for storytelling.

Oh, I want to tell you this one story. I think I told it before, but it’s pretty good. You see, I used potato flakes to imitate snow. Well, apparently cows and potato flakes don’t go together well. After we left our set, you know, everything was set up for the next day, a bunch of cows moved in on our set and started eating all the potato flakes. Well, the potato flakes didn’t agree with their digestion. They power farted all over the set. It looked like a big Jackson Pollack painting. There was cow poo everywhere. So, never feed a cow potato flakes, unless you want some interesting backgrounds.

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Have a good week. Brian Nice signing off.

August 11, 2015


Hi you guys. Welcome to my blog where I talk about the past. You know, when I was in ICU at the rehabilitation hospital, I laid in bed and thought about the past all the time. Once in a while, for some weird reason, I thought about things that would sort of make me squirm. For example, once I was in Hawaii windsurfing. I was windsurfing in a pro area called Camp 1. Well, there was this one German dude who was showing off. He came really close to shore really fast and jumped off the board. Well, he dismounted his board on a coral bed. He sliced his foot like a banana from toe to heal. You could see all his tendon and bone. Very impressive.

Another time, I was windsurfing with a friend. He was going along at a pretty high speed. You know, like a jet ski full on out. Well he managed to scare a hound fish. A hound fish looks like a tiny sword fish. Well, the hound fish managed to imbed itself into his knee, beak first. The head broke off. He was impaled by the fish. Nice, huh? A little surf ‘n turf.

Another time I was windsurfing I did a high speed turn around my girlfriend at the time. What a stupid thing to do, cause if I hit some seaweed, I probably would have done some major damage to her.

Another thing that really makes me squirm is I was watching TV late at night. This is in college by the way. I was watching TV and cutting a matte for a photograph at the same time. I was using a box cutter and a ruler. As I was watching the news I couldn’t figure out why the box cutter would move anymore. Then I realized the box cutter actually went through my index finger, through my skin and fingernail and started to cut into the bone. When the pain hit, I stopped. I still think my roommates can recall my scream.

Another time, when I was younger, I was whittling a stick with a dull knife. Not a good idea. The knife skipped off the stick and managed to cut into the flesh between the knee and the leg. I still have the scar, and I think the scream still echoes throughout the house. I have a lot more, but I’m squirming just thinking about them.

I’m gonna leave it at that cause there’s a really cool lightening storm coming and I’m in a metal chair. Have a good week. Love, B. Nice

Oh yeah, here is a link to a website, you know, the film I did with Adam Hall and Erin Hall. Team Hall. They are great.

Here’s the link to the blog about the present.