Day 69: At Least It's Dry

.. or not. The subway system, of course, is not spared tonight's noachian deluge.

Day 68: Synthesis

Synthesis of Day 65 and Day 67. This is over at the West Harlem Piers, next to my new supermarket of choice.

Are you tired of night shots? I am. In a few short weeks it will be light out during my free time. Hooray!

Day 67: Not Marx

That's Fredrick Douglass (not Karl Marx) in mosaic in the 110th St BC subway station, being right below an avenue named for him and all.

I'm willing to bet you could count public representations of Karl Marx in the US on one hand - anyone know of any?

Day 66: Sleep No More

I saw the most incredible theater / dance 'happening' or whatever we're supposed to call it tonight, Punchdrunk's Sleep No More.

I spent three hours wandering the space and still didn't see all the rooms I think; I know I missed out on a milk dance, an orgy, and any number of other impressive scenes; I did however get to see one cast member throw himself down four flights of stairs, and an incredible scene in an interrogation room with a lamp being thrown back and forth. You MUST go see this show.

Day 65: Abstraction

I didn't take photos on my donut safari to Brooklyn this morning, since the conversation was engrossing and then came the rain; the rain kept me indoors the rest of the day and then boom, it was 11pm and I had no photo.

So I said, okay, go shoot 10 minutes or so of raindrops on your windows and see if you can get them to look really cool. Did I succeed?

Day 64: Eastside

Did a high-end retail tour of the Ostzone with Brent. "All of your class issues will explode and light your hair on fire," he said (referring to Ralph Lauren).

My hair survived. But of course my photo is of inelegance.

Day 63: (Re)construction

Tough day. Lots to think through, lots to fix, lots to put together again.

Weekend!

Day 62: Anesthetics

I promised my family I would do this photo at some point.

What our freezers must say about us as people.

I was planning to go do some nice nighttime stuff in the freezing cold, like, go back down to the river and play with the lights of New Jersey, but practice was hard. Extremely hard. So much so that I can't really move. Fortunately I had both my favorite painkillers in stock.

400 warmup

6x100 1:25

12x100 rolling 25 stroke 1:25

4x200 rolling 50 kick 3:10

8x50 20-40

Ow.

Day 61: De Profundis

Some Psalm 130 in the construction site across the street.

Day 60: Tricolor

Washington Square Park. I'm out late these days.