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2011-03-22T23:39:00.001-06:00

Running for President became somewhat tedious and a little difficult after my true heritage was discovered. No harm intended good people. I've been busy running Blue Star Studios and have started my own line of funky shoes. See above example. Fandi Footwear.

I'm going a long way, baby.

2008-08-26T10:23:00.005-06:00

My childhood home...

My future home.

If my good friend Paris can run for president then so can I.

Fandi for President

2008-08-26T10:12:00.002-06:00

Need some Raybans?

2008-08-25T21:09:00.004-06:00

Always looking for an opportunity to say hello to my fans I took my windsurfer in for a close call with the Waterton Lakes Ferry a few years ago. Somewhere on the bottom of the glacial lake are my Raybans...but that is another story.

Woman as a chair.

2008-08-25T03:33:00.003-06:00

I posed for this watercolour painting a few years ago when neon was as hot as I was. Not that I'm not hot now.

Ah...the eighties....

2008-08-24T12:38:00.002-06:00

...don't you miss them? When colourful inappropriate clothing was acceptable in all situations. For example: rock climbing in flip flops and a thin cotton jumpsuit.

Celebrity Endorsement

2008-08-11T22:20:00.021-06:00

I recently enjoyed a stay at an exclusive hotel nestled in a privately owned hideaway on Canada's Vancouver Island. Perched in lush natural surroundings the Hotel D & D offers a variety of options for accommodations which are comfortably arranged to suit individual requests; including garden view rooms, themed guest cottages or private over-the-water bungalows with full kitchen and bath amenities. The hotel menu changes daily to incorporate fresh, locally grown foods, yet is nicely accentuated by delicious beverages which are imported from exotic lands. For example, carefully selected green coffee beans are roasted and ground on site to ensure the freshest and sweetest espresso in all of North America - if not the world. A variety of imported herbal teas and fine wines are also available.

While strolling through the grounds a glimpse of local wildlife is inevitable. Rare miniature Hintons, soaring vultures and mountain cats call the old growth forest home. As well, nearby aviaries house flocks of exotic birds which lull contented guests to sleep with their sweet harmonies and wake them to a new day of adventure with their happy melodies.

The D & D, named after the hotel's worldly and talented proprietors, is set comfortably away from the chaos of city life, yet only "20 minutes from everything."

Guests are just moments away from invigorating hikes leading to spectacular mountain views or

stimulating cycles past quaint country markets bursting with fresh produce and rich confectioneries. An assortment of challenging sports such as technical tree climbing, sailing, kayaking, rock climbing, diving and unicycling are also available.

Once exhausted after a day of physical challenges, guests may enjoy a chauffeur-driven excursion in a classic Mercedes Benz to the heart of a cosmopolitan city immersed in culture and history. In the picturesque capital city guests will find a plethora of lovely establishments serving all types of fare, ranging from vegetarian to omnivorian. If choosing to dine alfresco guests will be surrounded by vibrant manicured gardens and scenic water features.

For those who prefer to stay within the hotel's relaxing atmosphere there is free wireless Internet, a library, and an extensive museum including themed artifacts, natural history and intriguingly unique antiques.

While lounging at one of two decks overlooking the grounds, guests are sure to be pleasantly surprised with subtle musical entertainment or the occasional wandering circus performer.

A splendid five star facility with exceptional hosts to match.

Definitely a five diamond resort.

Out of Hibernation

2008-06-20T14:34:00.003-06:00

I've been living green for a few months. Searching for answers to questions that can't be answered by turning off the television, computer and cappuccino machine. All that hard work, lack of heat and the cold spring only served to send me under the covers of my 1000 thread count Egyptian cotton sheets where I pondered the futility of my experiment. In the end, I weakened and took the Caddie and her heated seats out for a spin in our 10 degrees
Celsius spring with a full travel mug of foaming caffienated elixir by my side. I am so ashamed.

Google Fight : Make this fight with googleFight memy fandi VS chester bear

2008-03-30T10:33:00.000-06:00

Google Fight : Make this fight with googleFight memy fandi VS chester bear

Earth Hour

2008-03-30T10:04:00.001-06:00

We are in the dark-

in more ways than one.

SXSW festival

2008-03-19T23:03:00.002-06:00

Just got back from the SXSW festival where I

was turned into a cartoon by the bitstrips boys. Click on title of post for link.

Havana Nights.

2008-02-19T16:21:00.004-07:00

I've been in Cuba scouting locations and finalizing details for a spoof on international relationships - a film which, I hope, will have an inspiring message for a new world harmony. While in Havana, I stopped in to visit an old friend, who holds the same hope deep in his heart and firmly in his political philosophy. Here we are cutting the rug at his retirement party. My hair kept hitting him in the eye when he twirled me around. Sorry Cass!

Fashion Week New York

2008-02-10T14:47:00.000-07:00

Don't I look lovely in this Calvin Klein coat?

My New Book

2008-02-05T20:14:00.000-07:00

This is my proposal for the cover of my new book

Don't Swim with Scissors:

A comprehensive guide to mixed metaphors.

Guns Ablazing

2008-02-05T08:49:00.000-07:00

I've been in tied up with the negotiations in the writers' strike. We all feel that an agreement is imminent and with cautious optimism I report that I will be able to continue working on the pilot for a potential new show - Guns Ablazing.
I play a well-endowed, but very skinny, police officer who is on stress leave due to an eating disorder. I live in a trailer on a acreage in southern Alberta. My neighbour is a ruggedly handsome and reclusive corn farmer. We are thrown together by proximity -and need- when mysterious strangers move in to the small town nearby and threaten our sanctuary.

On being penned...

2008-01-20T22:21:00.000-07:00

I am locked up.
A prisoner and
captor both.
At war
with myself and
the world.
All because
I dare to
discard the chairs.

Over the Top

2007-12-23T18:41:00.000-07:00

I hope your new year is as spectacular as this view from my room taken while on a recent excursion to top up my supplies of Armani, Dior, Channel, Gucci, Fendi and American dollars.

Nine Hot Women

2007-10-09T16:04:00.001-06:00

This is the cover of my investigative report examining the complex psychopathology of nine of the most notorious, yet rarest of criminals - the female arsonist.

Not feeling well

2007-07-16T15:37:00.001-06:00

This is a microscopic image from my live blood analysis. Oh dear!

I'm a Barbie Girl

2007-06-18T16:50:00.001-06:00

Ken is away, so I spent a few days with my friend Barbie. She did my hair and makeup and then we tried on clothes from the new Barbie Girl collection. I'm sure you'll see more of it at New York fashion week...

slotted to run right after Marc Jacobs. I'll be there.

My Super Man

2007-06-18T16:33:00.001-06:00

Some of the press has been a little harsh about my new man, claiming that he is unattractive, plastic and easily manipulated. I think he is super. In fact, just last week we were at his fortress of solitude.

Isn't he cute?

2007-06-04T10:16:00.001-06:00

I met this man at a recent disaster planning symposium.
He was playing the role of a patient in the STARS ambulance
multiple casualty bus. Isn't he cute?

He is the strong, silent type, always smiling and tolerant.

I think I'm in love.

Quality Control

2007-04-27T18:31:00.000-06:00

Last month I was asked to fill in for a vacationing neurosurgeon at ****** hospital in ******. Just as I was about to drill the initial burr hole into a patient's head, I noticed a small black speck on my glove - a bug was embedded in the latex.

Sold!

2007-04-16T00:39:00.000-06:00

This is of of my art pieces - purchased from my recent exhibit - hanging above the bed in its new home - a quaint B&B near Gogo Falls Road about 1 km from the Langata shopping center, in Kenya. I can't believe it. It is probably worth more than the whole building.

O

2007-04-01T12:52:00.000-06:00

I ended up watching most of the awards at the Vanity Fair party with O and company. She was ecstatic when Forrest won, as you can see. You can also see her fillings. Maybe time for some dental work...? I think those are Hillary Swank's fingers aiming at my nose. Who knows? It was crowded - but a good time was had by all. I'm glad it is over. It is a difficult pace to maintain.

Designer Dining

2007-04-01T12:37:00.000-06:00

This is the dress I ended up wearing at the Oscars. You'd never believe it but tucked behind Grauman's is a virtual smörgåsbord of designers with their unchosen gowns, all of them hoping for a wardrobe malfunction - a rip, a spill or an embarrassingly similar outfit clash. They are waiting and praying for a last minute chance to be worn by someone ...anyone. I loved the colour and it fit. How could I say no? I found out later it was from 2004...I give up. I'm making my own gowns from now on.

Bare Bones

2007-03-20T14:31:00.000-06:00

The dining area at Blue Star Studios.
I call it Bare Bones.
It is.

What are the chances?

2007-03-06T14:47:00.000-07:00

I was cruising the red carpet, enjoying a good schmooze, when an Oscar production assistant approached me with a request to help with a last minute on stage audiovisual check. (It was a scheduled union break for the technical assistants and broadcast time was near.) I'm always eager to help so I grabbed three plastic frogs from props, ran on stage and juggled while they tested camera angles, lighting, sound etc.

I was enjoying my moment on the beautiful Kodak Theater stage, confident that my choice of a burgundy velvet suit by Gucci would not be duplicated by anyone. How many times have women worn suits to the Oscars? Only a handful - I'm sure.. I was hopeful that the curse would be lifted... That finally, I would be an original. Suddenly, I was whisked off stage to Ellen's dressing room. I'm sure you know why. Seriously! What are the chances that the Oscar host and I would choose the same outfit? They trotted me down to the wardrobe and offered a lovely frock from the Marie Antoinette wardrobe collection. The model who was scheduled to wear it on stage during the best costume design nominations burst into tears. Lovely. How could I ruin her moment - no matter how small.? I ducked out the side door while they arranged for my driver to meet me next door at Grauman's.

Talk about a wardrobe malfunction.

Paris

2007-02-20T21:42:00.000-07:00

After leaving the decadent and delicious chocolate festival in Norway I decided to burn a few calories on and off the ski hills in Ischgl, Austria. Ischgl is infamous for very lively après-ski parties and as usual, I was not disappointed. The queen of party animals herself was there in top form. Ms. Hilton and I met on a chairlift and enjoyed a few impromptu races down the hill until a swarm of paparazzi began to form at the lift line. We ditched our skis midway down, scrambled through some trees, borrowed a sled from a maintenance area and sped away.

It was a bit of a challenge, but I managed to maneuver the machine past any curious onlookers and deliver her to the Vantare Platinum Plus luxury coach she had ordered for just such an emergency escape. The photo above was taken by her chef just as we arrived.

She invited me in for lunch and eventually the conversation drifted to the hotel business. We are tossing around ideas for a joint venture...private, cozy and luxurious destinations tucked away somewhere in Canada. Hot Hostels? Haute Hotels? Blue Star Spas?

Memories of My Youth...

2007-02-20T21:38:00.000-07:00

At the Sjokoladebrun StokkFolk Festival in Norway where I spoke at a luncheon for the Sjokolade Beilere av Norge a handsome young Norwegian man approached me with this poster of my student film Noah Peeking.

[Noah is a self-estranged university student forced to examine the repressed motives, and overt consequences of, her obsessive electronic surveillance of the students who meet on the bench below her dorm window.]

The young man told me he purchased the poster on eBay! I wonder if I still have a box of them stashed in the garage?

LOOK!

2007-02-17T11:29:00.000-07:00

I developed these hardy tulips for my Chalet in the Canadian Rockies. Aren't they lovely against the snow? I might use this shot for the cover of my seed catalog.

Arnold says he'll be back.

2007-02-16T12:08:00.000-07:00

Here I am, in Armani, arriving for the private preview of my upcoming art show. It was well attended by an eclectic group of invitees. (It was organized by my agent and the gallery so forgive me if you were not contacted.) I await initial reviews but apparently I have one fan.
Arnold fell in love with my orange sky cityscape. He guarded it for most of the evening with a stern and possessive expression, quite frankly he frightened away any other interested parties. He promised me emphatically that he would be back after the show with a hefty payment and a commission to create a Sacramentoscape for his hotel suite near the Capital building.

Whose woods are these?

2007-02-14T22:06:00.000-07:00

Whose woods are these?

I do not know.

I thought they were Blue Star Studio's

I'm not a fan of blasphemy or instant messaging slang but...OMG! A few days ago, while out for a walk in the fresh evening air near Blue Star Studios, I was abducted by aliens! I have very little memory of anything that transpired. A few intangible glimpses - sleek instrument panels and long green fingers, shimmering lights and odd noises - have flashed through my mind. Other than that, I can tell you very little. They dropped me off beneath the spruce near the front gates and I was able to regain my senses long enough to capture this shot of the ship as it sped away. I seem to be my old self aside from two small marks near my temples. The worst of it? I've missed my Valentine's Day date! I wonder if he will believe me?

Maybe here?

2007-02-08T19:01:00.000-07:00

One of the guest bedrooms at Blue Star.

My Art Exhibit

2007-02-03T17:08:00.000-07:00

Opening soon!
Fandi's fine art.
Details to follow.

I just can't decide.

2007-02-01T00:37:00.000-07:00

I'm putting a lot of miles on the jet,helicopter and various vehicles going between various awards shows and Dancing Blue Star, but I need to be at the studio to oversee the final touches before we officially open. I still can't decide on which paintings to use, so I had them shipped to the studio and took these shots of both paintings. The revolving fireplace and speakers block a full view, but I thought that angle gave a much better feel for the ambiance.

Do I have a big head?

2007-01-30T21:27:00.000-07:00

Here I am on the red carpet at the SAG awards. Later, in the powder room, I overheard someone saying that I have a big head. Do I? I have big hair, but a big head? Hmm.

Dress by

Armani

Which one?

2007-01-28T12:16:00.000-07:00

Which one of these paintings
should I put in the lobby area
of Dancing Blue Star Studios?

Froggie Stories.

2007-01-24T11:21:00.000-07:00

This is the cover for my new children's book The Frog in the Fog. It was inspired by many foggy mornings on location in Lava, North Bengal, while filming Raging Tiger. Additionally, it was inspired by the star of the film and his life long fondness for frogs. Thank you, young friend, I hope you will understand why I couldn't explore the horror genre with this audience.

Thank you to George Grall from National Geographic for the frog used on my cover.

Dance like the paparazzi can't photograph you.

2007-01-23T12:54:00.000-07:00

The madness in the entertainment business is reaching unprecedented levels of depression and substance abuse. I have opened a secret therapeutic dance studio where my troubled peers can dance their way to a healthy exercise induced, paparazzi free, adrenaline high.

I am a desperate...

2007-01-20T23:36:00.000-07:00

...photo opportunist. These shots aren't always the most flattering but they are fun! My photographer juggles for a good position, gives me the signal and I leap into the shot. Most of the time the other stars are very tolerant and you might be surprised to know I'm not the only one engaging in this rather silly behavior.
For example:

Mel and

Hugh like to do it too.
Hugh is really good at it.
Sometimes Mel isn't tall enough.

My Cousin

2007-01-20T19:38:00.000-07:00

This is a conté and pastel drawing of my cousin. Another one of my rehab projects. I like the style but she didn't, so I'm not sure what to do with it. Maybe Tori could sell it for me at her next garage sale.

Oil?

2007-01-19T23:00:00.000-07:00

Should I sell my oil company or not?

A Trip.

2007-01-14T22:06:00.000-07:00

When Dennis Tito returned from his journey as Earth's first space tourist in 2001, I helped model the space suit at his press conference. This shot was taken just as I was stepping away from the podium and Dennis was explaining how thick a wad of $1000 bills would have to be in order to purchase a ride on his next excursion. After the conference, Dennis was kind enough to escort me to my hotel in his limousine. It was a long drive so we sat back and enjoyed a glass of Château Pétrus from his well stocked bar. I took the opportunity to learn more about his adventure and was intrigued, and inspired, by his passionate recollections of every detail of his journey. I peppered him with questions until 0400h. I suppose he remembered my enthusiasm because last week he called and we went for a little spin up there. I snapped this with my secret wrist camera.

Thanks, for giving it back Mel.

The good old days.

2007-01-13T23:11:00.000-07:00

This is a sketch of mine from fashion design school. I found it tucked in my copy of Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance.

Bravely gone Bill

2007-01-12T18:55:00.000-07:00

So...one time ... I'm not at liberty to say where it was...I was surfing the internet with Bill Shatner. We were killing a little time playing games, reading blogs, doing quizzes and taking photos like this one...

...which we later manipulated on Photoshop. UmmHmmm, he smelled good. The results of one quiz indicated that in the world of flowers I would be a snapdragon.

A few weeks later, I recommended C.O.R.E. Digital Images for an animated project. Bill is the CEO of this very successful company in Toronto, Canada. When Bill learned that I had recommended C.O.R.E. he was very appreciative. In fact, at a recent awards show, he spent the evening clutching a bouquet of snapdragons and written reminder of my flowery personality.
Adorable Memy,
Mischief is your middle name, but your first is friend. You are quite the prankster that loves to make other people laugh,
with love always Bill.
As he was about to accept the award for his incredible work as the egocentric, mad cow ridden Denny Crane, he finally caught my eye and waved me up on stage. The directors immediately cut to commercial and we were given a stern reprimand for deviating from the program. In full indignant character, he bowed, took my hand and led me off to find water for the flowers. I thought it would have made for great TV but it was never aired. I probably don't need that kind of publicity.

My Grandmother.

2007-01-12T17:15:00.000-07:00

Grandma Fandi just received a lifetime achievement award from the Northern Albania Retrospective Players. She taught me everything I know about clowning! Thanks and congratulations Grandma!

Happy 007

2007-01-01T11:58:00.000-07:00

from ME! and 007!

I'm enjoying a peaceful break at the beach (sorry I'm not allowed to disclose the location) with Daniel. Thank you all for your kind thoughts and encouragement this past year. I wish the very best for all of you in 007!

Happy Holidays

2006-12-24T13:21:00.000-07:00

My Aunt

2006-12-13T10:36:00.000-07:00

I made this lovely painting of my Aunt while I was I doing arts and crafts in rehab. Still looking fabulous at 68 years.

Costume Design

2006-12-10T13:23:00.000-07:00

I have always been very interested in costume design. This is
a three AM sketch of my motorcycle helmet for Road Warriors Five.
Right, I know what you are thinking but we did talk about it.

My Band

2006-12-09T15:06:00.000-07:00

My band, The Whine Gums, will be releasing our new CD - Heart Like a Tomato - soon. This is the artwork, designed by me, of course.

Good bye to the Couch.

2006-12-08T10:07:00.000-07:00

Previously, the couch in the therapist's office seemed to wrap me in soothing comfort. Today it seemed rather predatory and I knew it was time to leave.

Location Location Location

2006-12-07T21:02:00.000-07:00

Open postcard to my friends in movie land: If any of you would like to make the quintessential winter holiday movie - now is the time, and Canada, is the place. Buckets of snow and a balmy -4 degrees Celsius. Pack your trailers.

My radio station.

2006-12-05T10:14:00.000-07:00

The new promotional sticker for my satellite radio station - Mutated Active Radio

Mel's Salvation

2006-12-04T21:42:00.000-07:00

My Carrot Concoction

5 large carrots
1 small orange
1 small apple
2 tsp fresh ginger root
1 leaf fresh kale if available

Place all ingredients in a pulp extracting juicer and liquefy.
Drink juice while fresh with crushed ice if desired.
Makes 2 large servings.
Pulp may be used for baked goods, soups or stews for extra flavour and fiber.

Stay tuned to Mutant Active Radio for information on the release of my new carrot cookbook.

Bridges and Transitions

2006-12-04T19:03:00.000-07:00

During my recent stay in rehab I had the opportunity to spend some time with an incredible and complicated man. I believe he was drawn to me because of The Bridge, which, as you know, examines my spiritual journey. I encouraged him to explore his recent transgressions in a similarly cathartic way and we brainstormed late into the night while sipping icy carrot juice spiced with fresh ginger. We enjoyed several stimulating conversations on religion and faith, addictions and passions...and yes, even, acting and directing. I ended up agreeing to a cameo role as the strict but empathetic rehab nurse in his impending (I hope), perhaps loosely autobiographical, film. (I declared the working title to be All I Yearned was Carrots. He was mildly amused by my blatant self promotion.) I believe he gained a great deal of insight from our discussions and is essentially an extremely intelligent man driven by intense passions which, unfortunately, have led to a sad and uncharacteristic mistake. It seems to me that his soul is healthier than his, now sober, but once impaired, brain. It is a good brain - quick, imaginative, and overflowing with a lifetime of real and surrearl memories but not a good vessel for the demon rum. Recently, after a long day of intense and therapeutic soul searching he suddenly became very quiet- introspective -if you believe those eyes- sighed, and collapsed against me. ... Hey! When would I have another chance to be photographed with him? While he rested his heavy head on my shoulder, I snapped this shot with my secret wrist camera. Cheers! MG! Keep healing.... and peeling those carrots.

In Rehab

2006-11-30T11:27:00.000-07:00

As some of you may know I have found it necessary to seek outside help for my addiction to the evil, but, oh so tasty, and stimulating beverage - extra large nonfat café latté. I have been hiding out in rehab but it appears the paparazzi may have found me… You see, I awoke this morning to find a perfectly brewed cup sitting on my windowsill. I downed it while the flashbulbs illuminated my moment of weakness. Luckily, a few weeks of abstinence had enhanced my susceptibility to its lovely powers and fueled by a caffeine carburetor I mowed down the offending photographer and destroyed the evidence. I would like to thank my loyal fans for their support and understanding during this most difficult time and hope that this explains my lengthy silence. I shall return! Carrot juice rules!

Figgaro figgaroooooooooo meee meemee hmm

2006-11-14T10:33:00.000-07:00

I'm the voice for this character in a new computer animated feature...coming soon...that is all I can tell you for now.

Panama Prank

2006-11-11T20:46:00.000-07:00

Jeff Probst and I hammed it up it up for the tabloids when I visited him on location in Panama last year. I was showing off my new engagement ring in this shot. Julie was a little miffed.

Test Drive

2006-11-02T12:08:00.000-07:00

Last week, in preparation for the approaching ski season, I drove the new Hummer to my chalet in the Canadian Rockies. We encountered a lovely fall snow storm which allowed for a full assessment of the Hummer's capabilities. My hairdresser snapped this shot as he drove behind, following carefully, and gratefully, in its tracks.

The window to the soul has drapery

2006-10-18T00:31:00.000-06:00

The cover of my new book on eye makeup -The Eyes Have It. It covers everything you want or need to know about eye makeup. AND some things you don't want or need to know - but should! Get your copy today!

Auntie Meme

2006-08-04T13:20:00.000-06:00

Auntie Vampire is my character in the unreleased satire, Antivampire. I play a bumbling, yet determined, aunt to a group of young cousins who have been left in my care for the summer.

New venture?

2006-07-06T00:15:00.000-06:00

Or therapy?

The cover for my new book of poetry.

Framed!

2006-06-28T10:47:00.000-06:00

Yes! I have been framed! I wasn't sure if it was a done deal but it is! I'm the new face of KLiiK - the eyeglass design firm from Denmark. It was trickle down effect from the chocolate stick people phenomenon. Yum!

Cabo...

2006-06-26T09:18:00.000-06:00

This photo was taken in Cabo 2003. I was heading home after a glorious week of windsurfing, reading scripts and relaxing with friends. One of the friends, with whom I had shared a lovely evening of entertaining conversation in a quaint little barrio, left this sweet farewell message in the sky. Hmm...he was a charming companion, but the slicked back hair confuses me.

Baby Boom

2006-06-02T22:22:00.000-06:00

A new trend for the rich and famous....having children, so I thought I'd capitalize on it. This is the label for my hot new line of designer infant wear.....MAD BABY!

Quilt

2006-04-19T23:27:00.000-06:00

I purchased this beautiful quilt at the seaside market in Vlore. Albanian textiles are stunning, and hence are one of their major exports (along with shoes). Italy is a large consumer of these products for their lucrative fashion industry.

We are off to Greece tomorrow to shoot a few scenes around the Parthenon - if they will let us.

Always looking for an opportunity...

2006-04-11T23:15:00.000-06:00

I detoured to Switzerland for some Spring skiing. (I'll be on my way to Albania next week.) As always, keeping my eyes and ears open for a new opportunity; a new venture. It turns out opportunity was looking for me. The PR executives at the ski resort are fans of The Chocolate Stick People and asked me to do some face shots for a promotional poster. This is one of them. I'm not sure if they really needed ME for that shot, but they treated me well...?

bad tooth bad pay?

2006-04-05T11:09:00.000-06:00

This is a mock-up poster of a film in progress. I've been asked to play the victim in this comedic horror film. It is student film from the Albanian School of Fine Arts, directed by the son of one of my friends from the Northern Albanian Retrospective Players...should I do it? It would be nice to see the gang again...I'm told our old bus is ready and waiting to serve as my personal trailer...I like to encourage young talent.

Fashion Victim

2006-03-22T16:56:00.000-07:00

Riding high on his success in the film Raging Tiger, my young friend was approached to do some modeling. Since I was between films and acting as his manager, I became involved in the project and eventually developed the ad campaign for Gap. Being - in Gap Jeans. This shot is Pretending. Pretending - pretending what? It doesn't matter. Gap makes it Good. There were many others ranging from riding, running and jumping to dreaming, seeing and believing. I thought it was a great campaign. I directed and photographed many of the sessions and was pleased with the results. We were on the verge of the launch when SJP ended her television series and ......well, you've seen her ads. My client and I were paid a nice compensatory fee from Gap. I was saddened to see our hard work shelved, however.

The Oscars 2006

2006-03-22T14:14:00.000-07:00

No doubt you are wondering how I enjoyed myself. I have had better days. Penquins nibbled at my toes. Sandra wore the same dress as I did. Hers was navy, mine was eggplant. Katherine barged in front of my photo op. Later she apologized and we traded dresses for a while. It caught on and a few others started trading but when someone passed me a green spandex number I stopped.

Thanks to Angel for the perfect gown.

What is B & W and Red all over?

2006-03-21T19:43:00.000-07:00

Penguins and carpets.

While I was at the Vanity Fair Oscar party I overheard a well-known, former sexiest man alive, mention something about penguins, cufflinks and Mr. Altman. No that isn't a sunburn, it is a penguin burn. I was nearby at the time this shot was taken, but too far away to be a witness. If you look closely, you'll see me just over his right shoulder.

A Christmas Carol

2006-03-13T14:48:00.000-07:00

In 2005, I directed the Canadian Parliament Christmas Pageant. Steven Harper auditioned for and won the role of Scrooge and Paul Martin assumed the much smaller role of Old Marley. It was a rather interesting foreshadowing of things to come. Here they are together, in Marley's death scene.

Sjokoladebrun stokkFolk

2006-03-12T18:39:00.000-07:00

I was the voice of Toby Loner, the female lead, in this daring new animated film from Norway. It had a tinge of the Film Noir genre and has gathered a cult following in Switzerland and Belgium. Title: Sjokoladebrun stokkFolk, Rough translation: Chocolate Stick People.

NARP

2006-02-12T16:51:00.000-07:00

After leaving Iran, I spent several months in Albania, Greece and Italy traveling with the Northern Albania Retrospective Players. A delightful cast of talented actors, musicians, comedians, and circus performers. This is a logo I designed for our tour bus.

Trumped!

2006-02-05T01:46:00.000-07:00

While we are on the topic of privacy...I will share this nasty little photo with you.
A lovely evening at the opera spoiled by a hail of flashbulbs and flying fingers. We aren't sure what they were after. Maybe just photographs. The charges are pending. It isn't the most flattering of photos for either of us. I'm grateful, at least, for the inadequate lighting. Donald was fabulous! He fought them off with an incredible verbal onslaught. It still makes my toes curl when I think about it.

Necessity > Invention

2006-02-04T10:35:00.000-07:00

Occasionally, during the lean years, I perused the Hollywood area consignment stores. I purchased one of Bill Cosby's old sweaters and made this placemat. Later I framed it and sold it at a craft show for three times what I paid for it. I understand it is hangiing in the buyer's sewing room.

Tom Selleck

2006-02-03T10:46:00.000-07:00

Recently, while enjoying a surf through the bloggosphere I tumbled into Tom Selleck's Life, http://tomselleck.blogspot.com/ a blog allegedly written by the actor of the same name. I will be the first to admit that we all have our moments of insecurity; that sometimes we share too much with, or worry too much about, what our fans think of us. After all, if we have a following we will work and survive in a very competitive field. It is wise to keep one's finger on the pulse of one's popularity. But, is this blog written by the Tom that I know? Oh Yes, I have crossed paths with Tom many times over the years (see photo from 1985). The Tom I know is an articulate man of decision who is rife with joyous spontaneity. He is not someone who endlessly ponders the pros and cons of various BBQ grills; not someone who questions the Hair On His Face! Never! Not THE mustachioed one! AND: most certainly he is not someone who would give, even a moment's thought, subconscious or otherwise, to Don Johnson and a power-sucking razor.

Perhaps I will give him a call but I will keep the outcome of that between him and me. We do require some privacy as I am sure you understand.

My drawing of Jack

2006-01-26T20:40:00.000-07:00

Jack and I enjoyed an aprés ski beverage in Aspen last year. While we relaxed by the fireside I drew this caricature of him. A few months later his gardener told my gardener that it was hanging above his ski rack in the garage. Sweet memories, I suppose.

The Pear Shaped Man

2006-01-25T15:03:00.000-07:00

There are times when we think we will never work again and so in desperation we lose our artistic integrity. I had told myself I would not venture into the horror genre. A genre which I had always felt was sordid and cheap. However, a trusted friend insisted I read the script to The Pear Shaped Man and it touched a chord so deep inside that I knew I had to make the film. It was my directorial debut. Critics were divided. The public...shall I say...were sympathetic to the gist of the tale and I did turn a tidy profit. Thank you to my loyal fans.

Raging Tiger

2006-01-25T10:14:00.000-07:00

My company produced this film which was an award winning break out role for the young star. I am proud to say I that I discovered him and fought for him throughout the casting process.

The Bridge

2006-01-21T23:14:00.000-07:00

Born in Iran and sent to Canada as a child, this is M Fandi's own story. Set in Alberta, this film chronicles her slow acceptance of Christianity after she sees the face of Jesus in a frozen pond while contemplating suicide. As good a watch as her last film from 2001, "All I Heard Was Rabbits" ...a positive review of a difficult and very personal work.

My Interview with Mick Jagger

2006-01-21T16:29:00.000-07:00

Prior to my full time commitment to the film industry, I had aspired to be an entertainment writer. While in Europe awaiting approval from Canadian immigration officials I worked as a freelance journalist. I was fortunate enough to spend a few moments with Mick Jagger at his country estate in England. It was an odd interview. Mick seemed a little passive aggressive. I stepped in something unmentionable and dear, sweet sympathetic Mick had a bit of a titter at my expense. Then it was over - too soon. The following is a transcript of the original recording. Not one of my best works.

We met in the rose garden and he walked me toward a rustic log chaise lounge invitingly covered in a cloud-print chintz fabric....

Memy Fandi: May I sit down?
Mick Jagger: You gotta move.
MF: Uh ok maybe here?
MJ: Get off my cloud - Some girls!
MF: Gosh, I'm sorry Mr. Jagger,...Where would you like me to sit?
MJ: Under my thumb.
MF: (he laughs and I breath a little easier) Perhaps if we walk around? You could show me the grounds...OH, are those...
MJ: Wild horses, yes.
MF: OH! NO! (I had been enjoying the horses and unfortunately stepped in a mound of cat doings.) Ahhh..My favourite shoes!
MJ: Dance little sister..You got the stray cat blues...whooodo doo doo
MF: (There is a little audible whimpering and sniffling on my part amid his teasing and laughter.)
MJ: Is this your 19th breakdown?
MF: I'm OK I just need some time to clean off my shoes.
MJ: Time is on my side.
MF: Really? How do you manage that?
MJ: A little sympathy for the devil
MF: You mean?
MJ: Oh, yeah Dancing with Mr. D
MF: Are you the...
MJ: ...Prodigal son? Yes.
MF: What about your parents?
MJ: The salt of the Earth - a street fighting man and a factory girl.
MF: Your mother was a factory girl?
MJ: Yea, crazy mama.
MF: Have you met their expectations
MJ: No expectations.
MF: How was your childhood?
MJ: Happy.
MF: Did you play a lot of games?
MJ: Tumbling dice and jigsaw puzzles.
MF: And that made you happy?
MJ: Well, later I got the blues...
MF: You don't sing the blues very often...
MJ: It's only rock and roll but I like it.
MF: ME too...
MJ: Well, if you ain't to proud to beg.
MF: You'd sing for me?
MJ: If you really want to be my friend...
MF: Could I at least wash my shoe in your fountain?
MJ: But they're torn and frayed.
MF: Yes I suppose I need new ones.
MJ: Sweet Virginia, I should say so.
MF: What are you doing? (Mick was strutting in circles around me like a crazed but proud rooster.)
MJ: Hip shake. Can you hear the music?
MF: Not really.
MJ: Just my imagination. (He stopped abruptly as a car arrived in his driveway.)
MF: It must be very satisfying to have such a good imagination.
MJ: I can't get no satisfaction.
MF: (Unfortunately, in the car was my driver. I was scheduled to meet with immigration officials and had to leave immediately. I was not able to connect with Mick to complete the interview.) How about we leave it on that note.....Thank you, so much.
MJ: 'till the next goodbye.
(I did see him at a children's charity event a few days later and only hours before I left England for Canada. He reminded me to "dance little sister" just as the above photo was taken.)

All I heard was rabbits

2006-01-19T20:24:00.000-07:00

I am still pleased with the reviews for Rabbits which
was one of my first feature length films with star billing..