I was in Manhattan, waiting in the subway. I wasn't really sure where I was, or what my destination was to be. I carefully stepped my way around from platform to platform, cautious not to fall into the tracks. My arms were full of stuff (over sized sketchbook, camera, headphones, iPod, etc). After I spotted a map, I put some of my stuff down on a bench so I could figure out where I was trying to go. I heard a train coming into the station and panicked a second. It didn't look like the train I needed to take, so I focused on the map again. As I tried to figure out where I was, I realized the map had no street names or any marks indicating which track was which. I panicked again, but recognized Brooklyn. It just felt like that was where I needed to go.
Thursday, January 28, 2010
Monday, January 25, 2010
Sunday, January 24, 2010
A dreaded sunny day
So let's go where we're happy
And I meet you at the cemetry gates
Sunday, January 17, 2010
Here are a couple of 20 minute poses from figure drawing this morning. I've gone two Sundays this year. I am trying to be more consistent in going. I can't wait until I feel more confident with my mark making. It makes a big difference.
Ballerina Out Of Control - Ocean Blue
Saturday, January 16, 2010
Party out in the middle of nowhere, bad movie, Nyquil, walk in the park at midnight. And finally, some more photos.
This last photo was me experimenting with the pinhole setting on my Diana. I am looking forward to trying it out some more.
I love this song/video, and I would listen to it over and over and over. I used to have a crush on the first girl in the video. For some reason Warner Bros. and Sire Records don't want people embedding videos.
Tuesday, January 12, 2010
I was going to post a different video, but the style of Pulling Our Weight goes with the photo set. Plus, I have been feeling like a mopey cloud today.
Wednesday, January 6, 2010
It's taking me forever to get these photos up. I woke up one morning and saw there was a great layer of thick fog surrounding the house. So, I had to load my Holga and get some photos from around the lake.
For whatever reason, the fog reminds me of Some Velvet Morning by Nancy Sinatra.