Greetings from New York!

Raccoon, Greenwood Avenue & Prospect Park SW, Brooklyn, NY

It's great to be home! The last time I was here was about forty-five days ago. I love it. But I have gotten these weird and sudden urges, or ticks. The closest thing I think they resemble is guilt mixed with a few shots of self-doubt. I have learned my lessons in the past and I am giving myself breaks now and then. But the guilt still rears its ugly head, especially now that I'm on "vacation" for a few days. I'm learning to ignore it, just like all my other feelings.


View from Daniel and Dana's wedding, Battery Park, New York, NY

Yesterday, Laura and I attended her brother's wedding. It was in Battery Park City, and it was a brunch wedding. There is nothing like drinking at 11am and not feeling bad about it. It was a blast. It couldn't have been a better day: The sun was out, puffy clouds were strolling by, happy people were running around Battery Park, and I was drunk by 1pm; A good day.



I learned to truly love photography when I was photographing skateboarders and rollerbladers in High School. So I had to stop when I spotted a few skater kids while Laura and I were walking in the Park.



A few minutes later, a Park Patrolmen started in on the situation, so I photographed him as well. He didn't like that and made a few smart remarks in my direction. So what did I do? Any one of my friends or family could finish this story and tell you that I confronted him and explained that I was legally in my right to take that photo, and it is not appropriate for someone of his authority to speak to me that way, or to bug these kids. Except it didn't really work out all that well. I walked away as soon as I realized I was three inches from his face and we were yelling at each other. Not really cool. Fun day though!