My local coffee shop as a respite from the cold and wet.
It snowed in New York City this weekend. I was helping my friend move so I missed all of the pretty pictures of snow falling gently atop the small rolling hills of white. Now all that’s left are gray snow drifts and brown slush coating the sidewalks; basically the snowstorm hangover.
(Looking forward to going here to get coffee with @mdigcat next month).
I shot some stills for my friend Jeremy’s most recent production in Grand Central Terminal. I’m looking forward to seeing the finished version, and not just because my beard and I have a small role in it.
Go watch his short “Straphanger.”
I’ll raise you a blurry crab lighter from my Thanksgiving travels.
From Summer 2005 as the day grows long. Waiting for an F train, because that’s what you do with the F train.
The F Train is patient, the F Train is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. The F Train does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. The F Train never fails… no, wait. Yes it does.
Looking up at an F train pulling into the Smith-9th St. station in Carroll Gardens/Gowanus back in 2006. A lot of my Brooklyn experience has been colored by this train.
When this station closes for repairs, I expect shit will properly hit the fan.
Again with the Empire State Building at night looking north up 5th Ave? Yes, again with with the Empire State Building at night looking up 5th Ave.
To be fair, this is the first one this month.
I want this. I want a whole apartment of your prints. That is all.
I may not have an online store or a booth in Union Square; but make no mistake, prints can be arranged.
Again with the Empire State Building at night looking north up 5th Ave? Yes, again with with the Empire State Building at night looking up 5th Ave.
To be fair, this is the first one this month.
Too close to the tracks.
