For electric_honey, a bit of water fall and Berlin Wall, from a familiar Midtown park.

Is there a site that updates your change-of-address with multiple companies, banks, magazines, etc.?

P.S. Yes, I have already done the forwarding option with usps dot com.

Part the second and final (til they morph into something equally interesting, of course).



tickets to ride and my favorite kind of tights



you must be this tall to ride



bike 278



cocktail hour with the skyscrapers

Taken at about 1:30 am Saturday, after a long, working, Friday night--definitely the best time to shoot on this stretch of Fifth Avenue in Manhattan.

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woman on a wire, above swamp



stylish cyclone riders



niagara press and a barrel beauty



notes furiously clutched by a memeber of the press

From last week; she really does glow like that.

I knew I'd be seeing Obama dresses from AuH2O on Sunday (after the jump) but the Emma Goldman surprised me. And I love it.

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Kate Goldwater, the awesome proprietor and designer behind AuH20,, a tiny jewelbox of a store on 7th Street between 1st and 2nd Avenues, asked me to shot her sidewalk fashion show yesterday. I had a great time and just starting to edit the shots but here are a few immediate favorites.

One of my shots from a Pro-Choice rally last year is going to be used by Planned Parenthood on their site and in print materials about their history and work.

ETA: Not the above photo; it is just one of my personal favourites from that day.

Beautiful, new-to-my RL, friend minniethemoocha. (Confidential to herself: Brett Jackson says hi!)



The focus is off but pharminatrix is still lovely and amazing.

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If you watch one video about satire today, let it be this one.

David Remnick,

I still love you.

Because people are smart enough to understand satire, especially those who read your magazine weekly.


Wolf Blitzer,

Really? Did you have to compare The New Yorker to a Neo-Nazi magazine? Really?

Abandoned ballpark, through a fence and a hole in a fence.



A lantern, swayed, and lit green, and beyond it the ocean.



And the Do Not... sign, also seen on Gothamist here.

I don't, technically, live in the projects; just a complex like the four other complexes on the same block that used to be projects and are now rent-stabilized. Explaining this, after a bottle of ill-advised pinot noir, I tried to make the distinction that these buildings aren't like the towers in Manhattan or, worse, places like the Marcy projects, that these are honest-to-gawd family apartments in a neighborhood, a whole borough made for families. Total post-war style boxes and they each top out at four floors, with maintainence and management offsite (also different than new projects). And each complex has a front courtyard with manicured shrubs, several trees and mini sidewalks to each of multiple entrances. In that courtyard last night actual fireflies came out lit circles above my head. I still think this borough is painfully suburban but I loved watching them sparkle almost as much as watching the Campari-coloured fireworks explode and linger above my head Friday, huddled under an umbrella on an East Village rooftop.

(Mostly unrelated hilarious bonus: How To Save Money by The Morning News.)

Holga, Fuji 400 Pro, slightly less than optimal focus

(Obviously, I'm not done packing yet.)