In the midst of what has been feeling like endless work, I took a week in December to take a road trip through Texas with Pamela Love. I started in San Antonio with my cousin Mike, who took me out to barbeque and taught me how to ride his Harley in a parking lot. I was scared but once I started I didn't want to stop. Next I drove to Houston to get Pam, where I spent a morning with Rick Lowe of Project Row Houses, a community building arts project that he's been working on for the past fifteen years. We'll be profiling him in the next issue of Dossier. From there we headed towards Marfa, stopping on the way at the Yo Ranch in Kerrville - best hotel name ever - and also when the Texas Highway Patrol pulled us over. I drive fast, and that was, somewhat miraculously, the first speeding ticket I've ever gotten. Marfa was a really cool little town, but I think we were mostly excited to eat real food after a few days of what most of America eats. On our way back, we stopped at the Caverns of Sonora. My mom took us to see lots of caverns when I was a kid, but I've never seen any as pretty as these. I felt like I was in Narnia. We flew out of San Antonio and I headed straight to work in LA the next day.

Last December I spent three days in New York, including Christmas. This month I'm on track for a few more than that, maybe six. I've been out to Joshua Tree, where I was shooting Jill by Jill Stuart, then to LA, San Diego, and back to New York. I can't say I mind that much. New York in December is really cold. I'm leaving again tomorrow for Marfa and then back to LA. Road trip pictures to follow soon.

This past month has been all about shows. First I was out in LA working on a show I curated called "Secrets." It started as a project for Dossier where asked each photographer to give us a photograph that showed a secret. The results were published in a portfolio in the new issue, which we then expanded into a show at Space 1520 in LA. The show looked amazing, with photographers from Richard Kern, David Armstrong and David Sherry to younger artists like Santiago Mostyn, Sam Falls and Io Tillett Wright. There were 39 artists in total. I flew back from that and submerged myself in final preparations for my own show, "First Love, Last Rites," which opened Nov. 19 at Capricious Space in Brooklyn. It's my first solo show in NY, and it's a project I've been working on for the past year and a half which deals with memory, addiction, and, as you might imagine, first love. It runs through Jan. 15 so definitely check it out if you get a chance. Now I'm back in California again, full circle for this month. Stay tuned for more projects.

I spent the last few weeks of August out in California, and went from Palm Springs with 115 degree desert heat straight into New York fashion week. Dossier did a pop-up space called Homecoming that ran the whole week, featuring a photo studio, coffee bar, ping-pong table, a video booth confessional project, and daily cultural programming ranging from a film screening to musical performances to a photography panel discussion. I was also shooting all week for the New York Times doing fashion week diaries, so by the end of it all I was done a few times over and ready for another vacation. Instead I'm starting work on the new issue of Dossier (already!), putting together a show I'm curating in LA in October, and finishing shooting for my upcoming solo show at Capricious. Stay tuned for news about that and more this fall.

Hot NY summer, working on the new issue of Dossier.

I've been in NY less than a week this month. The places I have been are awesome, so I'm not exactly complaining, but I would like to see my bed and my dog a little more often. The best place I went (this month and in a long time) is Hana in Maui. It's on the far side of the island from the airport and all the people, and you have to drive a few hours on a twisty mountain road to get there. It feels like somewhere else, so much so that I even went surfing - and actually surfed! And the rainbow eucalyptus photo is real. That's what the trees look like. There was a whole grove of them and aside from looking otherworldly they obviously smell great. 

Just came back from a four day press trip to Marrakech. There's been a lot of development and the streets have gotten very clean since the last time I was there - about nine years ago - but there are still donkeys pulling carts between the fancy cars. I like the souk, with its incredible maze of stalls and nearly overwhelming chorus of people shouting for your attention. I bought a handmade leather purse for $30 that I forsee myself wearing into the ground. We went to Jemaa el-Fna Square at night, where I held a snake and a hedgehog and ate sheep's head. And laying by the pool at the Es Saadi Hotel, I learned that the pigeons in Morocco look the same as the ones here, but their undersides are robin's egg blue. Unfortunately, I didn't manage to get a picture of that.

Spring in the city... wishing it were even warmer already, because what I really like is summer.
New issue of Dossier launches Thursday. Check it out here:  http://dossierjournal.com/current_issue/

Back in New York for a few weeks, the longest I've been here at one time in months. Younger Than I'll Be, a show I curated, just opened at BAM, and other than that I've been trying to catch up on seeing friends and breathe for a second before the new issue of Dossier arrives and I have to start shooting again for fall. I also managed to update my website in between: http://www.skyeparrott.com/

Driving through Iceland shooting for J. Lindeberg with stylist Valentine Fillol-Cordier and writer Julie Cirelli as our model. We encountered gale force winds in Vik, which smashed the door of our rental car, a volcano exploding above the biggest glacier in Europe, and six rainbows in one day as we drove through the east. Back in Reykjavik tonight and happy to be going home to New York tomorrow.