I'm coming out of the Carnegie Museum of Art, looking at the Carnegie Museum of Natural History.
I see a portal entry thing and I assume there is a time travel device at the end of that hall.
Snapshots
Hi Ho.
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Saturday, April 30 2011
I'm hauling a portable lighting rig to the Upper West Side today for a shoot. Long opposed to taking taxis because, I don't know, I think they're for lazy people who don't want to walk or bike, I've been debating my position.
Joe and Mikey came to New York from Pittsburgh to see Royksopp
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Saturday, March 19 2011
Later that day we walked an entire 6 blocks to the Music Hall of Williamsburg to see Royksopp and we could not help but to continue gyrating.
Circumstance
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Monday, April 5 2010
A few of the other women seen in downtown Pittsburgh while shooting Sara for the Babes on Bikes calendar. I saw few that looked any different - more or less resigned to fate - than these.
Hydrangea, Dried and In Storage Since 2005
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Wednesday, January 27 2010
An artifact from a former life.
I clipped and dried a few dozen mostly out of pride in August 2005 and, after learning that October wind would carry them from my porch, kept the remaining flowers in the attic. They were the one thing I wanted to bring along to Lawrenceville from the previous place in Oakland. But they couldn't come with me to NYC.
Pre-Purge Dissection of Print
Wednesday, December 2 2009
I've been saying goodbye to the issues of a previous life. I'm not sure how many magazines I acquired during the mid 00's, but it was a period of mass consumption in which I tolerated the idea of buying a $28 copy of Eye four times per year. Those magazines, a perennial source of inspiration, will of course be traveling with me. Most of the rest will have to be disposed of, likely recycled.
Reasons You Return to Pittsburgh in October of Two-thousand Nine
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Saturday, October 31 2009
Having wrapped performances on From the Margins and taken in my fill of NYC life and stress, I drove over to debrief the grandparents on the goings-on in the Big Apple. Pap then broke out a work-in-progress book about the family history by a relative. The Peghers (my mother's side) appear to go back some 500 years.