Posts Tagged ‘Casey Neistat’

The Vietnam Notebook | 2012 | Film By Casey Neistat

Monday, November 28th, 2016

 

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A couple of weeks ago… Casey wanted to finish putting together a little movie about a trip he took with his son in 2012.  Love the journal he kept as they travelled documenting things with photos, video and paper with a mini-scrapbook.

Exploring.

Documenting with life and with kids.

As you might have heard… Casey is stopping his daily vlog a short time ago. He just sold his app Beme to CNN for 25 mil and will be starting up a separate media company for CNN next year announced today.  I’ve enjoyed just how creative his is with his eye for the angles and edits.  I’m looking forward to the little videos he produces.

You can view all my casey posts here.

It’s Not The Things | It’s The Memories

Sunday, October 23rd, 2016

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Yesterday’s Vlog by Casey was cool since he went back to tell a little story of when he climbed Mount Kilimanjaro

It’s always nice when he goes back to pull old footage and tell a story.  Near the end he talks about what his Mother told him… and I agree with him and not her.

This video reminds me of another story that is below when him and his buddy Graham climbed another mountain.  I love his story telling.

Jesus.  I need to climb a hill.  Just a hill.  Have to start somewhere.

Why I Admire How Casey Neistat Tells A Story + Edits + Documents Life

Saturday, September 10th, 2016

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Why do I enjoying watching Casey’s YouTube Channel everyday to see his yesterday?

It is simply his outlook on life and his storytelling along with his editing.  Dude makes a video of everyday an films it in a very interesting style to help tell a story.  He gets better and better at his editing and how he films sequences from other points of view is wild.  The video above highlights some of this.

Interesting video from Nerdwriter below that highlights certain things.  If you watch is vlog… you will notice he is over 500 days in a row.  His channel just passed 1 Billon views.  His daily view average on his daily vlogs is around 1.5 million.  He is at 4.2 Million subscribers.

Someone went through his vlogs… and edited his perspective on things.  It’s very interesting and you can watch it to get an idea of what makes him tick.  It’s kind of his “meaning of life”.  So much good advice.

Here is Part Two below:

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If you watch his vlogs more closely and focus on the time and effort he uses to set up shots or add in little details to his surrounding space… is wild.  Dude shoots footage during the day… then edits the footage deciding what to keep and what to not use and also adds music to highlight the story.

My fave vlogs are when he is traveling.  Here is some in a row right here:

 


I also like the little story of Casey + Candice and it’s great that he can go back in his archives and grab footage and bring it into his stories.

Trying to do some little storytelling of my own is humbling and makes me appreciate how effortlessly easy it is… and it’s not.

Casey + Candace | Hell Of A Day Flying Out | Flew on The Big Lufty

Wednesday, August 24th, 2016

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Casey had a booked flight with United Airlines and after that plane was grounded and delayed… UA staff rebooked him on our airline to fly from IAH to FRA and then to VCE… where he then took off from there.

It was sweet to see him flying business class on the Airbus A380 that holds close to 600 peeps in the flying tube.  He had the upper-deck that holds 80 business pax.

In the second video you get a better understanding at his frustration in regards to having his luggage delayed as well as Candace has some coffee accidentally poured on her.  It was great to see Candace so carefree and happy just to get away from the craziness of NYC and the baby for a little vacation.  Even with no luggage she is happy and calm and you can see it in her face in the second video like a little fish being reunited with the sea.

 

It’s nice to see Casey stop daily vlogging after 500 and somthing straight days.  I’m sure he will capture it and he will share some stories when he gets back.  Below is the little recap video of the trip he posted after he got back and settled in to daily vlogging again.

Everyday… I watch is yesterday on his YouTube channel here.

Beme | The New Social? | Love The Angle + Wish Everyone I Liked Was On It

Saturday, November 14th, 2015

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Watch the short video above and open your mind about how you and others post…

What I like about Beme is that you just shoot and you can’t edit or preview and check to see if you like that “look” before you post.  You also just share without concentrating on your phone.

I like Facebook but I miss just the true stuff you see about people like the personal pictures.  It’s all about sharing funny videos and quotes and news articles.  With many pages on FB just want “shares” to gain “reach” I’m getting less and less real status updates and real pictures from friends since there a math calculation on what Facebook feels you should see and from who.

Right now… I’m the only one on Beme that I know of… and I’m just starting to use it.  It’s just little 4 seconds and you can download the clips later to your camera roll on your phone so it will help me get little footage for my One Second Everyday Project.

I would love key people in my life to use it and I could catch up with what’s up in their world easily.   I think Beme will take off but I don’t think the world is ready yet.  I wanted to get my username locked in.  I like the “honest” sharing it offers with little glimpses that are documented.

My username is “jsdoit” and you should download the app (Android is coming soon) and follow me and start posting some Beme’s.  I would like to play around with this app.

The video by Casey above was done when it launched… so since then the app has had some tweaks to make it better.

Why not get in on “the new social” and start trying it.

If you have Beme on your phone and you are reading this…  click here to follow me:

https://beme.com/jsdoit

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Wanderlust | Let’s Get Lost | Casey Neistat + Owen | Your Bond With Kids

Sunday, October 25th, 2015

I watched this again this morning… loved it. i just love how he documents things and comes back from the trip and puts together little shorts.

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LEAP INTO THE UNKNOWN Casey Neistat, jumping after a wildlife tour in Namibia, will likely end up in the Guinness Book of World Records in a category that doesn’t even exist yet. His son, Owen, is more reserved.

Taken from the New York Times by Jesse Ashlock | By chasing a gonzo new adventure every summer, the viral filmmaker Casey Neistat and his son, Owen, embrace the unfamiliar and forge a closer bond.

Far in the distance, a tiny figure stands atop a sand dune rising higher than many skyscrapers, waving his arms. “He looks like every lost-in-the-desert movie ever made,” says Casey Neistat, snapping away with an enormous Canon outfitted with a telephoto lens. Neistat, 32, directs and stars in online ad campaigns for clients like Nike and Mercedes, and in YouTube shorts that get millions of views. The subject in his viewfinder is his 15-year-old son, Owen, who in a few days will begin his sophomore year of high school in Connecticut. Each summer, they embark on a grand adventure together. That’s what has brought them to Sossusvlei, Namibia, an otherworldly place where giant dunes rise over a wide salt plain dotted with groups of springbok, oryx and ostriches. Having already climbed the dunes that tourists generally climb, Owen has gone on to the dune behind them, where there are no footprints. Like his dad, he enjoys going places he’s not supposed to be.

“O.K., that is Owen,” Casey narrates, shooting video. “He just made it up to the apex of that dune.” Casey pans along the landscape. “And this is how far he walked.” Owen makes it back down, flushed and exuberant, his Nikes full of sand. “Well done, boy!” Casey exclaims. “That is definitely a Facebook-profile-picture-worthy photo.”

Silhouetted against the desert sky, the two cut different figures. Casey, a triathlete, is muscular and tightly coiled, with a showman’s face that’s all planes and angles; in another era, he might have been a Borscht Belt entertainer. Owen, a runner, is taller than his dad and still gangly, with a natural sweetness about him. But the resemblance is impossible to miss. Casey says, with obvious satisfaction, that they’re often mistaken for brothers, and sometimes it’s easy to forget just who is the parent and who is the kid. Casey is the one who has braces. (They’re gold.) He’s also the one in perpetual motion, while Owen will let you know when he’s tired. Casey becomes anxious when he goes too long without checking Instagram or Twitter or Facebook. Owen uses his phone mainly to prepare for the school year by listening to textbooks on tape. And Casey takes all the pictures. He looks for photogenic locations where he can put his camera on a tripod and set the timer for a father-son selfie. Still, in many ways, Owen — who lives with his mom during the week and at Casey’s apartment in Manhattan or at his house in New London, Conn., on the weekends — is a typical teenager. He loves Starbucks, American Eagle and the mall. He gets bored easily. Casey, meanwhile, is fond of pronouncing paternal nuggets of wisdom (“Let a boy cry — don’t coddle him”) and tales of great deeds (“I’ve charmed my way out of Middle Eastern prisons”). The kidlike qualities in Casey are the same ones that have made him such a successful adult, despite having dropped out of high school, and then having a child at 17. “He was born with an extra battery,” says Max Joseph, the co-host of MTV’s “Catfish: The TV Show” and a frequent collaborator. “It’s what you need to have to be a professional athlete.”
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When Casey was growing up in New London, his mother taught him that possessions were more valuable than travel, because they lasted forever. After a trip to Paris at 18, his first outside the United States, he concluded that she was wrong, and decided to dedicate his life to having experiences — a favorite word of his. “He’s trying to find the ultimate adventure,” says the creative director Andy Spade, who hired Casey and his brother Van to make short films for the fashion lines he was overseeing, Kate Spade and Jack Spade, and later co-produced a feature film with Casey. “He’ll end up in the Guinness Book of World Records for a category that doesn’t even exist yet.”

In Owen, Casey has found a willing confrere. “The only guy I’ve encountered who enjoys flying as much as I do?” he asks. “This guy.” When Owen was little, Casey sometimes scraped together extra money working as a dishwasher to buy lessons at a flight school. “Owen would have his lunchbox,” he says. “He’d be eating an apple in the back.” Their first real trip was a package deal to the Bahamas when Owen was 4. As Owen got older, the trips — to Paris, St. Barts, Central America — got more elaborate.

 

VIDEO PREMIERE Casey Neistat presents “My Kid and Me,” an autobiographical new short documenting his first grand summer adventure with his teenage son, Owen, in which the duo trekked the Andes to Machu Picchu in 2011.

Casey’s career was taking off. He went to work for the artist Tom Sachs, running his studio and making short films with Van for Sachs’s exhibitions. In 2003 the duo ventured out on their own as the Neistat Brothers. One of their first projects was “iPod’s Dirty Secret,” an Internet short that called out Apple for its user-unfriendly battery-replacement policy. It garnered national attention, earning the brothers a reputation as Internet provocateurs, as well as commercial clients. Spade remembers marveling at Casey’s precociousness. “His son would have the idea to make a monster movie on the beach, and he’d just make it. ”

That monster movie appears in the first episode of “The Neistat Brothers,” a 2010 HBO series that showcased the brothers’ homemade, autobiographical style. It was not a success. The brothers split after it aired and now speak infrequently. Casey went solo, making more shorts in the Neistat Brothers vein and taking on increasingly remunerative commercial work. “Van was my best friend and partner in crime,” Casey says. “When he left, Owen became that.”

Two years ago, the father and son trekked through the Andes for five days to Machu Picchu. Last year, they rode motorcycles through Vietnam. This year, Casey says, “I wanted to show the kid Africa Africa. That thing where you get to do something for the first time? I try to make all our trips that.”

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The Kulala Desert Lodge, a collection of thatched dwellings set in the middle of a vast plain surrounded by mountains, makes an ideal vantage point. Sweeping vistas of grassland stretch in every direction, giving way to achingly blue skies. It’s possible to spend hours watching wildlife during the day and the Milky Way at night.

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But Owen isn’t impressed. It’s the second desert lodge of the trip, and he’s not enthused about going on another game tour and listening to the guide drone on about how to tell if an oryx is male or female. “I’d much rather be riding a motorcycle in the mud,” he grouses, while Casey checks his email on the lodge computer. The next day, the two fly in a Cessna to the coastal resort town of Swakopmund. The rest of their adventure is supposed to consist of activities like catamaraning and sand-surfing. But the following morning, in the lobby of the hotel, Casey says, “Owen had an idea that was kind of interesting, which was that we rent a car” to explore the country further, without the pilot or a driver. No cars are available, however, so Casey and Owen huddle on a sofa with Casey’s laptop for a while, whispering conspiratorially. Finally, Casey looks up. “I think it’s about to get weird,” he says, “and possibly dangerous. I think we’re going to Zambia.” Owen’s face lights up in a grin.

Casey had already visited Zambia in 2012 with Max Joseph, for Nike. According to Casey, they were supposed to make an Internet ad for the brand’s FuelBand fitness tracker that showed how regular people “make it count.” Instead, they traveled to 13 countries in 10 days — until their budget ran out — filming themselves making it count. They’d seen a picture on the Internet of the Devil’s Pool, a naturally occurring infinity pool at the top of Victoria Falls where you can swim safely without being swept over the edge. But when they arrived, they learned they couldn’t swim in the Devil’s Pool at that time of year. The moment Casey and Owen’s plane lands in Livingstone, Casey begins asking everyone he meets about the Devil’s Pool. On the way from the hotel to Victoria Falls National Park, the driver informs Casey that the pool can be reached this time of year, but discourages him from trying. “Every year, a few bodies go down on the Zambian side and wash up on the Zimbabwean side,” he explains.

“Do they need visas for that?” Casey asks. If the driver gets the joke — or finds it unfunny — he doesn’t let on. In Victoria Falls National Park, Casey runs around consulting maps and asking uniformed personnel where the pool is. Even in the dry season, the falls stun the senses, forming a mile-wide, 355-foot-high liquid curtain that glides down into a long gorge, with a plume of spray rising at the western end to welcome the setting sun. One of the best views for Casey’s constant photos is from the Knife Edge Bridge, a mist-enshrouded span suspended before the falls’ eastern side. There, Casey spots Kenneth, a local guide he had enlisted during his Nike trip. After a hug and an introduction to Owen, Kenneth assures Casey that he can arrange a visit to the elusive pool.

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The next morning, a tourism official tells Casey that the Devil’s Pool can only be visited by boat, and that trips are sold out. But Casey finds Kenneth near the gift shops inside the park entrance, and he makes good on his promise. Vinda, a guide with dreadlocks and bare feet, arrives to lead the way. He starts by striding past a sign that instructs visitors to go no farther, right into the shallows of the Zambezi. There is no path: The only way to get to the Devil’s Pool is to wade through the river and scramble over wet rocks. Vinda tells everyone to form an “African chain.” But Owen doesn’t want to hold hands, so everyone makes his own way.

“See, Owen,” Casey says, so excited he’s almost vibrating. “Persistence and endurance will make you omnipotent.” He explains after a minute that he’s paraphrasing the “Tenacity Prayer,” popularized by the McDonald’s founder Ray Kroc. Upriver, an elephant trumpets. The Devil’s Pool is in sight. But to get to it, everyone has to swim through open water against a swift current. Vinda leads the way on a kickboard. The guys clamber onto a rocky outcropping before jumping, one by one, into the pool. At its front is a slick basalt wall, with an inch or so of water passing over it to create the infinity-pool effect. Once Casey and Owen reach it, Casey pulls out his iPhone in a LifeProof case and turns on the video recorder. “This is us,” he says. Then he raises it to show the abyss behind them. “Those are the falls.” An enterprising local balances on the precipice, shooting photos for tips. Casey poses on the very edge, as if he were going over, while Vinda and I hold his feet. When Owen’s turn comes, Casey insists that all three of us hold onto his son as he peers over Victoria Falls.

This is what I thought of when I heard we were going to Africa,” Owen exclaims afterward. For a rare moment, Casey is silent, basking in his son’s pleasure. And then it’s time to swim back through the river and climb over the rocks as quickly as possible, because the flight out of Livingstone is leaving soon. We arrive at the airport in our wet trunks. After the plane takes off, I turn around. Casey and Owen are seated a row behind me, both already passed out, their heads tilted slightly toward each other. Casey has on big studio headphones and sunglasses, his mouth open wide in sleep. Owen is wearing earbuds and a serene expression. You really could, right at this moment, mistake them for brothers.

My notes:  I miss my kids.  This video hits home more…

Who is Casey? Below is his story:

i wish I could draw.