LIRR service replaced by buses until September. Bleh.
Advice from the Hipster sages of Willamsburg.
That ladies and gentlemen, is the face of a serial killer.
Then up in the Bronx, further proof that spam is everywhere.
On a 4.2 mile journey through Williamsburg, Bed Stuy, and Bushwick, the Williamsburg Bridge spoke to me.
Viza, Joe and I went to a free concert at the Winter Garden.
Dorit Chrysler played the Theremin.
Right after this, I shaved. It didn’t make me look any better really.
There’s been unsurprisingly few photos since late last year. A few things have happened though that got recorded for posterity. From March until about mid-April…
The Elephant Walk. It’s the first time I’ve really felt let down by my camera.
It just wasn’t up to the task of photographing moving circus animals at night.
Anyone know what this is?
Do your domping somewhere else!
This is basically what our society has come down to as well.
Larry gave a vizalin performance in mid-April.
The original plan, as usual, was to go to the Greenwich Village Halloween Parade, but as usual, that wasn’t to be. Wednesday morning involved wrapping up a nearly sleepless mess that began Sunday. The best I could do, was follow-through on plans to photograph a lit Empire State Building at dawn. Normally the ESB lights are turned off at midnight, but for Young Frankenstein on Broadway, it was left on overnight.
The first sign of dawn was just before 6:45am.
The clouds clung to the darkness
Downtown sparkled in the sunrise
Facing midtown, it was still pretty dark
Rising by the Manhattan Bridge
Another letter to someone. I see a lot of those here.
The sun continued to push its way up.
The light chased the darkness from the clouds.
In the west, you could barely see the orange lights anymore.
Although the sun itself was yet to be visible from the bridge, it was time to go.
pseudorandomness, bracketed.