February Four

Sorry about the silence. I started a new job, a serious job, with real movers-and-shakers, and I keep an active social calendar, and I write, and I maintain a certain physique. It can consume.

My new work has a Lavazza machine.

Watch out, its amNewYork's Lit Posse

The Fountain

The Unexpected Rewards of Inquisitiveness

FDR Branch on 3rd Ave

This utterly revolting poem appeared on the B yesterday during my morning ride

Goodluck in the Park, Chopin, and Enough is Enough

It's always Winter in America.

Santa Claus, Do You Ever Come to the Ghetto?

Goodluck, Central Park

Goodluck Again

Snow on the boardwalk, Brighton Beach

Mural, Ideal Glass, 2nd Street at Bowery/2nd Ave

Gwen, Margarita, Constance, and Mamie

Ms. Diallo

The Food We Serve Is As Good, As Music Of Chopin

Landscapes and Places

Supreme Court

One of Whistler's etchings of Venice. Nowhere in the exhibition was it noted that Whistler was one of Proust's favorite painters, termed Elstir in the novel. I admire etchings, one of my favorite museums is the Rembrandt House in Amsterdam, which features a vast collection of Rembrandt's etchings 

The Peacock Room

Attractive if intolerable section of DC, cloud 

I went to the New York Festival of Lights in Dumbo or the Dumbo Festival of New York or the New York Festival of Dumbo. Whatever it was cool kind of

Talib in Dumbo? Say it ain't so...

Everything horrible about New York is overcome by places like this

A magnificent fountain 

Sunset from the 7 in Sunnyside