Publishing's Really Gone to the Cats

W/G

I've never found the Williamsburg/Greenpoint area one of Brooklyn's more attractive neighborhoods. But there are some interesting sights- you just have to look a lot harder for them.

surprise!

didn't see that one coming...but glad it did. what a pretty morning.

Wild West 55th St.

I was over on 55th and 12th Ave. the other day (don't ask), wondering if I had somehow wandered all the way to New Jersey.

It's so amazingly deserted that far west- even (technically) in Midtown, you can all of a sudden find yourself the only person on a block in the middle of the day. I love those moments.

Winter Park

I just couldn't stop taking pictures on a recent walk in Central Park. It struck me, as the buildings, people and noise faded, how gorgeous the trees are without all the color and texture of their expected leaves and flowers.

It's like the difference between a designer-clad woman and a nude one. Both can be considered beautiful, but there's something about the bare, unadorned structure that I find infinitely more stunning.

do not try this at home.

didn't you know? i'm a trained photography stunt professional. i took these in traffic, on I-5, looking over my left shoulder, out the window, with the radio on.


sorry, i couldn't resist.

The Best Gift of All

Is sometimes the one you make yourself, constantly, but given (and made) by someone else.