Monthly Archives: November 2008

John Giorno’s ear…

From last night’s dinner at the Sculpture Center. One of our hosts was a wine professional, so we were presented with two glasses of different German whites, grilled duck breasts from the Webers stationed in the sculpture garden and four different ports. By the time the fifth one was coming out, I had to make… Continue Reading

The people have spoken…

…and I have listened, sort of. Here’s the new format for pictures on this blog: at 700 pixels wide, it’s in between the first and second most popular choices from the poll. Thanks for voting. Tags: daily photo, new york in black and white… Continue Reading

Color me…

…crabby. First thing: This morning I heard Barney Frank on NPR explaining his support for the proposed auto industry bailout, which seemed to boil down to the argument that if the auto makers declare bankrupcy, it will allow them to stick it to their union employees. When asked what amount he would cap the federal… Continue Reading

Does this picture make me look fat?

For a while now I’ve felt that the pictures I post here are a little too small. Because they’re filled with all these subtle details and meanings and pathos that may just be escaping the viewing public. So I want to up the size. But I am sensitive to the fact that you may not… Continue Reading

In the 30′s here. I look out the window and the trees have made the full transition to bare branches, which means the beginning of the five months of finding images in their interlacing black lines. Yesterday I managed to make black bean soup (figuring out a last minute way of rescuing it from some… Continue Reading

If you’re a Fassbinder fan…

…you should probably be following the current, final season of Adult Swim’s Moral Orel, which is shaping up to be one of the purest theater of cruelty rides on TV these days. I was unmoved by this show in it’s first season, since the potshots at at religion seemed so easy. But with a brutal… Continue Reading

Short list…

In my dream I coined a word, made a note to remember it, but then it was gone. In my dream I almost told him what I did yesterday, but I thought it would make him mad. In my dream I straddled his hips, thinking we should fuck again like we used to. In my… Continue Reading

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More images from today’s protest…

Arriving around 1:30 Cameras, phones everywhere. Two hours in, hippie girls crouch on the floor of Duane Reade’s making their sign. Broadway wasn’t closed; people piled up on either side of it. I’m bushed. Today I did my bit for the leather community and for the queer community, mostly just showing up to help move… Continue Reading

Live from new York’s rally

Crowd estimates over five thousand Posted via LiveJournal.app. Tags: via ljapp… Continue Reading