March 2009
20 posts
Leica.
Got a roll back today.
Pretty colors.
Marchology.
A few snaps for Saturday.
All in Brooklyn. We go hard.
1962. Obviously the best year ever.
Something all of you might not have seen yet. I know, crazy right?
It’s really a necessity. Guaranteed to make your life better. Or your money back.
It’s been a motion picture kind of week. Happy Friday.
Last Fall, A New Regime. A New Hope. This Fall, An...
It’s nice to have butterflies for something so far away…
Where the Wild Things Are.
Adapted for the screen by Spike Jonze and Dave Eggers, two of a short list of people I’ve never met, but would trust with my offspring.
Jonze leaves behind over a decade of edgy, brilliant, original music videos, commericals, and film. Eggers is a phenomenal writer and has a track record of...
WatchYes. Sir Ken Robinson on public education killing creativity.
Read Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance.
Think about grades, what it takes to get them, and where we get the mentality of, “Get the bare minimum done as quickly as possible so we can acquire as much as possible.”
Reconvene.
Art Fix. Just Shoot Me.
Thus far, I’ve been lucky to have surrounded myself with people of action. It’s good. It keeps me on my toes.
Success is simply about knowing what you have to do and executing. Period. Everyone knows what they need to do, but encountering obstacle after obstacle is part of our Human condition.
Obstacles are never heavier than a firm will to simply do what needs to be done. As long as...
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The winking road to nowhere. Or a big brick desert. Or big forehead no mouth.
Play Here.
Spring. Day two.
We Are Spring.
Today is a special day. A 7:44 a.m. e.s.t, the sun passed directly over the Earth’s equator. The Vernal Equinox. The first official day of Spring.
Gone are the days of puffy jackets, red noses, and cursing the wind chill factor.
Enter: T shirts and smiles.
We don’t need it to stop snowing to let the sun shine down.
Happy Spring everybody, and happy birthday to the Peace Sign. May...
I Want This.
I saw the original at the Pier Show this weekend.
$35,000. No big deal.
Right Around the Corner Y'all.
Madison Sq. Park
July ‘08
The Stuff Dreams are Made of.
A client told me about Jay Walker’s library of design and knowledge. I was, and am still, completely blown away.
This is now on my top ten places in the world to visit. Typical, as it’s a private library on a private estate. I’ll get there. And I’d love to get him into Mantiques.
“Nothing quite prepares you for the culture shock of Jay Walker’s library. You...
When this Old World Starts Gettin me down...
…and people are much to much, for me to face.
Harper, up on the roof.
Harper is one of the latest and greatest additions to the flow, although she’s obviously been flowin for quite some time now.
Cheers my little female mensch. Menschette? I’ve exhausted my Yiddish to English dictionary. I’m spent. Oy vey.
This is Paradise.
Brewer's Beach.
On the Subject of Snowball Fights...
Magical moments in Brooklyn.
I should start a series in this tunnel…
Snowball Fight!!!!
That’s what he yelled as I was walked by.
I snapped and ran.
Sunny days like this on the way. Hoorah.
Art Fix.
From an ever trusted source of contemporary art. Steven Perelman.
Poke around this guy’s site. I really love his stencil projects on old electrical closets.
So good.
Evol Taste
Gracious Hosts.
Untouched and beautiful. Marc and Anat.
In St. Thomas, the iguanas sleep high up in trees. It’s not uncommon to be walking down the street and have an iguana fall out of a tree, bouncing branch to branch before it hits the ground.
This guy was grounded and huge. He could have eaten my face off. Instead, he ran away.
One piece of advice for our reptile friends that can’t seem...
To My Left was the Entrance to a Castle.