We. All. Deserve. Love.

Seventy-five minutes. Sourced with hope to open the book for the bored, the boring, and the basic – who have more boring to bake with rather than be bothered…

Sourced to shed Light on the lady; on the value behind the lens; the authenticity of the artist, and the profundity that informs her philanthropy; how that red-letter can – by the combination of both her conscious realisations and her recognition – start something that can raise what appears to be so ruined.


But so many conclusion-jump.

They don’t know much about the muchness – which is annoying on any topic when the confidence at which they will loudmouth their latherings is numbing. My friend Larissa says that it is because she’s such a controversial figure, and that “…most people never actually open the book.”

Each of us is our own.


And many will go unopened.

Many will misplace the masterpiece that stands within.

Most of us will shamelessly edit our own… masking it to march like a number with the masses in mediocrity.

Where is your masterpiece buried?

Where is your maxim to be authentic, defending your truth against the delinquent war of devotion that collects to derail it?

And by the way, where does their dire, darkness’s need come from anyway? What is this idle undertaking to upset?

The alternative is so much more accessible, right? And so much more attractive for all assembled here – wherever your here is…

Maybe your here is here, headed towards holding the hands and hearts of 7 billion others.


But keep a lookout.

There are always going to be those who don’t want Love to have the last word.


They live here too.


Sewn up for the senseless salutations that waste rather than recognise:


So deserve it.

Defend it.

And then deal it out…

The authentic generosity of your genius, your goods, your goodness, your gifts…

And there you will see that beauty’s where you find it, and that no matter what: brutal simplicity cannot survive in sin.


Let’s conversate.

But … behold! If you enter the bullfight – best you be in your Maletilla.

Between now and then, I promise to myself, to amplify my advancing as I age, always, and never abate or be abated again.

I am an artist. I am authentic.


I hope you live yours too.

GIMEL | Part 3  

BET | Part 2  

ALEPH | Part 1


© Dylan Balkind



There is always someone with something to say about something that someone else is doing.

Negative feedback.

The redundant review.

I have a big mouth.

I’m trying to be conscientious about choosing my moments.

Context is consideration.

A stake is sincerity.

Simply adding to the no-end-of noise and the no-end-to nausea is just needless.

And needless is nasty.

I don’t mean humour or jovial-jeering. I mean the destructive, dysfunction of over-confident dorks who will always choose to sit rather than surmount.

Problems are plenty. Our political landscape is proof ~ and that’s just as a collective. So? What are you going to do about it? And if not for us, then at least for you? What are you going to do about those uniquely intimate problems on your path?

If you aren’t going to get up – shut up.

Dignity. Respect. Tolerance. These are only on loan to you while you market the moments that matter enough to have lifted a love within you – enough to commit to caring about any one- or many things – and so adding value.

Even if how you reverberate is in the conscientious choice to steer clear of the clash.

That’s still sincere.

That’s still something.

And something doesn’t just sit.


Bet | Part 2 



Part 1

© Dylan Balkind

Madonna: a Monographic Mosaic | Part 1


Passion is a personal playground.

Sometimes personal is sacred and private… other times it is something we want to make public.

On 6 November, 2014, I published DIVIN\ADINE. After some wandering with editing audio, my friend Catharine asked me to do it, and it became the first in a trilogy of #WritingStoriesDifferently that covered a shared passion for Alanis Morissette. I think that since, the question wondered by those who know me – not excluding myself – has been: why no Madonna mix, yet?

I swore I couldn’t.

I was petrified.

And here I am… playing in that playground.

Ergo, it can’t be wrong to be overwhelmed by a passion at any one time – albeit between bouts of bravery – right?

It was MNET’s screening of the Drowned World Tour in 2001 that hooked me. I’ve always respected her. Watching. Wondering, mostly. And I knew all the hits before that particular tour… but it was the way she brought them front and centre, LIVE, that has held me since, partisan in my preoccupation with the tireless work that personifies her very core:

We can do anything.

There aren’t many timeless icons.

Elvis Presley – whose date of death is also the same day in August that Madonna was born – once said: “Ambition is a dream with a V8 engine.” Given the context, I can’t think of anything more I could say about that, except perhaps that, if ambition can be measured by working until you no longer have to introduce yourself, well then my Sovereign, Ingressor got it long, long ago.

She goes on, learning from herself, her conclusions captaining her compass, again, and again, and again…

That’s inspiration right there.

I picked up my crown, put it back on my head
I can forgive, but I will never forget

Aleph | Part 1


Part 2

© Dylan Balkind


The big business Super Bowl

In 2011, 111 million people tuned in to watch the festivities. That’s a ceremonious gift to advertisers looking for reach and hit-rate – provided their budget doesn’t balk at the cost to air and produce something worth remembering during the game.

Back in the day, this church of American sport was held as the big moment when the winners of the National Football League (NFL) and the American Football League (AFL) went head-to-head. Now, Super Bowl Sunday is second only to Thanksgiving when it comes to the amount of food consumption in the US – and we all know those Americans can eat! This is not young Jack’s little league.

This year, the number of viewers popped slightly up to 111.3 million (and to 114million for the halftime show specifically by marketing powerhouse Madonna). This year’s advertising costs weighed in at $3.5million for a 30 second spot. That’s a lot of money for a lot of attention. And that $3.5m is only for media – never mind production. How people determine where they put their money is obvious in the lineup of spots this year, and – as usual – there is a great divide between the winners and those on the other end.

There’s the impressive.


And then there is the lame.

Not a complete dog show – and definitely still worth viewing. Just not as creative and memorable as they could have been. The diversity in the executions across these makes me wonder what American audiences expect from their Advertising and how the effectiveness of it is measured.

Sure, taste is subjective, but you simply can’t compare the Public Mobile’s Roaming to Budweiser’s Grab Some Buds. The choices made for what cost what behind the camera to what you choose to be able to afford to put in front of it shows the expansive difference between the two. And with an average 5.7% increase in media costs per year, you’ve got to start being smarter with how you spend your budget.

Either way, they’ve got my vote. Whether you love or hate the spots you see, the Super Bowl is a gamut of entertainment from brands looking to be remembered most after the final whistle has blown. But regardless and let’s be honest, what was remembered most this year was this:


© Dylan Balkind

The absence of war

Global conflict is something that armchair activists from all around the world are so disillusioned with. Yet that’s where they sit, complaining about the state of nations north and south while living in some derisory hope that one day they will wake up and all of these problems will have gone away. Just like that. Governments are like personalities though – you’re not going to like all of them all of the time. And if you’ve got a lot to say and nothing to do – try figuring out away to swap those two things around.

Inspiring then when a brand makes such a bold statement as seen in this work by agency Fabrica Italy for Benetton. Putting these bold, mesmerizing images in the spotlight to highlight the Unhate Foundation by drawing attention to the conflict between the Vatican and Al Azhar, North and South Korea, China and the USA, Germany and France, Venezuela and the USA, and Palestine and Isreal – makes you think about what could be possible with a little more kindness in the world.

The juxtaposition of such different imagery is not an entirely new idea but considering the context, I don’t think it’s a problem. A certain unstoppable talent once said that peace is much deeper than the absence of war. Imagine we could all just get along…

Imagine there’s no countries. It isn’t hard to do. Nothing to kill or die for, and no religion too. Imagine all the people. Living life in peace.

© Dylan Balkind

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