The above piece was conceived by my colleague, Addie, during a meeting where we were discussing new ideas for employer branded content. We chose Felicia to be our host because she's adaptable and can make people feel comfortable in awkward situations...like when your elevator ride turns into an interview. I love projects like this. When... Continue Reading →
This week I tried something that I find very difficult I told a story that didn't have me as its central figure. My colleague, Felicia nominated Mindi for this award and we were all very excited when it was announced that she was going to be honored at this event in the Cleveland area. I decided... Continue Reading →
Having gone through a bit of a dry spell with this blog and creative personal projects in general, I've decided to challenge myself to tell a story every week using video as the medium. Some might be vlogs, some might be short films, some might be mini-documentaries...I'm not really holding myself to a format. The... Continue Reading →
My mom’s new hobby is going to local antique stores to find creative inspiration for her photographs. Her latest purchase was an old typewriter. She replaced the ribbon and it still works great. It also photographs nicely in the dim light of our dining room. Once I figured out how to use it, I spent... Continue Reading →
Well it's official. In preparation for the album I'm working on in my spare time, I subscribed to a service that puts my music on iTunes, Google Play, Amazon, Spotify, Beats, and more. Just search Eric Licht. You can also listen to the full song using the link below without having to pay my attention... Continue Reading →
Ah yes...the Ping Pong Table Recording Studio in my parents' basement. When I was home from school on summer and winter breaks, I used to blow up an air mattress and sleep right below it. I'd work in the supermarket deli by day and lay down tracks upon tracks of carefully recorded riffs, beats, and... Continue Reading →
I recently spent a weekend visiting my parents in Massachusetts where we hiked and carved pumpkins. Armed with my iPhone, I pretended to be a photographer like my mom...
Cleaning my shower tanka style.
There was a mechanic named Bob Who praised Jesus like it was his job. I found this bizarre, But he fixed up my car And made this Jew feel like a snob. A girl and I started to speak In an online dating boutique. Though she played off me, She didn't like coffee. Our "relationship" lasted a... Continue Reading →