Few people can say they are equally talented behind and in front of the camera. Enter Ethan James Green, whose early career with Ford Models, coupled with the mentorship of the late photographer David Armstrong, gave him the tools to master both crafts—and sometimes practice them simultaneously. (Just look at this year’s Pirelli Calendar.) And there’s even more to the repertoire of this Michigan native turned Manhattanite; Green has his own gallery in Chinatown, the New York Life Gallery, which exhibits everything from archival works to pieces by emerging and mid-career artists across all mediums. He also recently published Bombshell, a coffee-table book featuring his signature black-and-white portraits of notables—often friends—from New York’s queer scene, such as Hari Nef and Connie Fleming. Amid juggling (and excelling) at all three careers, Green shares his key components for the good life. —Carolina de Armas
Airline: Delta Air Lines.
Airport: Gerald R. Ford International Airport, in Grand Rapids, Michigan.
Alibi: “I’m really bad with D.M.’s … ”
App: LiveAuctioneers.
Bag: A brown paper bag.
Bedtime: 10 P.M. (But it never happens.)
Bike: Single-speed.
Birthday: No planning.
Boyfriend: Gay guy.
Breakfast, Weekday: An omelet with bacon, mushrooms, and spinach.
Breakfast, Weekend: Also an omelet with bacon, mushrooms, and spinach.
Children: My nieces and nephews.
Cocktail: A Bloody Mary with dill pickles.
Cocktail appetizer: Mixed nuts.
Couple:
Jim Carrey and Jeff Daniels in Dumb and Dumber.
Date: March 21, usually the first day of spring.
Diet: Cilantro-free.
Dinner, Weekday: Steak frites at the Odeon.
Dinner, Weekend: Also steak frites at the Odeon.
Disguise: Baseball cap.
Drive: [Through] country roads during the fall.
Enemy: No enemies.
Escape: A bonfire.
Excuse: “Work is crazy right now.”
Family: Mine.
First Lady: Diana Vreeland.
Fit: Repeated.
Flaw: Realness.
Foil: Aluminum.
Friend: A consistent one.
Good-bye: Good-bye to New York outdoor dining sheds.
Hideaway: My local diner.
Hotel: Sunset Tower.
Indulgence: eBay.
Insult: Shade.
Jacket: Rugged.
Last Meal: Tequila soda and a cigarette.
Lunch, Weekday: Take-out sushi (the salmon lunch special).
Lunch, Weekend: At a friend’s house.
Movie: Eyes of Laura Mars (1978).
Name:
Oscar Mayer.
Neighbor: A long-distance one.
Book: The Silver Cord, by David Armstrong.
Novel: The Magician’s Nephew, by C. S. Lewis.
Pair of pants: RRL jeans.
Pair of shoes: Sperry.
Pen or Pencil: Sharpie.
Pet: Pet-free.
Piece of advice: “K.I.S.S.” (Keep It Simple, Stupid).
Restaurant: Outback Steakhouse.
Ride: Passenger seat.
Saying: “Let go, let God.”
Scent: Chocolate-chip cookies [freshly baked].
Singer: Billie Holiday.
Spouse: T.B.D.
Street: Franklin Delano Roosevelt East River Drive, in New York City.
Storm: Tornado.
Television series: Fake or Fortune?
Theme song to your life: “I Bring the Beat,” by RuPaul.
Time of day: 5:55 P.M.
Toast: Butter and jam.
Vacation: Lake Michigan.
Victim: Spotted lanternflies.
Wake-up time: Seven A.M.
Work of art: My mother.
Ethan’s Essentials
