Blogski - Photographs and Observations
Thursday, October 30 2014
Jane posted an insane ad on Craigslist a while ago. The ad said she was trying to get an interior design business going, needed to develop a portfolio, but couldn't afford to hire a photographer to shoot her work. She could however offer barter, like making pillows, sewing curtains, or baking pies. I really like pie, so I wrote to Jane. Earlier this evening, I shot an apartment space Jane designed and she presented me with a freshly baked, still warm, apple pie. I love NYC for moments of weirdness like this.
On the topic of: Barters, Bartners, Craigslist, Interior Design, Jane Interiors, Jobs, Manhattan, NYC, Pie, Upper East Side
Sunday, October 26 2014
I started this gig in 2010. After 38,241 scans and a whole lot of sorting, my work on the Philip Glass archive is done. I turned in my keys to the Dunvagen office tonight.
Friday, October 17 2014
Well, there's your problem.
Friday, October 17 2014
I've you've been waiting to see the movie but haven't, know that you could find Nemo at the gallery.
WAS WAITING 4 YOU. I'M @ THE GALLERY. NEMO
No need to search the high seas.
Sunday, October 5 2014
There are men on motocycles with Polish flags flying from both their handlebars. People are driving through the streets waving red and white banners with POLAND on them. I have no idea what's going on.
I came to Greenpoint with the intent to eat Polish food at a Polish restaurant for the sake of general hunger, but each one of them is packed and even the less popular joints have a 45 minute wait for a table. Across the street from the original restaurant I'd intended to visit, a woman was observing the bikers and their flags from her window.
On the topic of: Brooklyn, Greenpoint, NYC, Poland, Street
Tuesday, September 30 2014
I love NY for these moments of disinterest and inaction. This dirty dong has been sitting on the sidewalk since Saturday. Nobody's paying attention to it, and if they are, nobody's about to do anything about it. Specifically what to do about it, I don't know. Play hackey sack with it? Slip it in a Goodwill donation slot? Give the dog a bone to chew on?
Saturday, September 27 2014
I'm intriguied by these muddy bootprints on the tile because:
- Somebody does the same thing I do when thirsty: rides the elevator to Floor 4, takes a sip from the fountain, walks back to the elevator. (We don't have a water fountain down on Floor 3, where my practice space is.) I feel a connection here.
- There's no nearby source of mud.
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