My Life – Sorta – at least a strange sampling of photos I scanned in after the last cleaning fest.
These pigeons did a dance around me. A disaster of crumbs was tumbled feet away. Too far to see what it once was but I waited patiently for the pigeons to see it [...]
occasionally I can get everything stowed away for a moment. this time I got proof. (you’re not really suppose to click on the photos. They are uploading ginormous and I haven’t gotten around to figuring it out yet. sorry.)
I walk around new york city more than anyone I know. I have appointments and meetings and things to do in all the different boroughs, always at least two a day, often 3. Bouroughs that I am in at some point for something is what I’m counting here. Ok now pictures.
The trees declined an interview and would not allow photographs. The exhibition is a total show off.