Posted in Uncategorized on January 24, 2008 | 1 Comment »
Oh Sh**!
Better…
I gave up and packed a second bag.
I’m flying out early tomorrow morning for Ethiopia. This week was insane trying to get everything done before I left. The trip to NYC sorta put me behind. But it was worth it. Now everything is as settled as it’s going to get.
For a while I was [...]
Posted in Photography on January 24, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Some photos from my new Diana:
Central Park
The first snow storm of the season. (And my first day with the Diana.)
An aerial shot of Cleveland.
Gulls at Gordon Park
Mandy outside of the Met
Triceratops!
Posted in Uncategorized on January 21, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
A group of us decended upon NYC for my friend’s birthday.
I arrived Thursday night and after Michael and Mandy arrived, we went to the Corner Bistro for dinner. Bernard’s connected and the server had us cut in front of 8 parties so we wouldn’t have to wait. I felt like a rock star.
My friend Marie [...]
Posted in Uncategorized on January 13, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
I scored free tickets to the Cleveland Orchestra. I was excited to see the concert since I’ve never seen them perform before, but I was worried that I would get bored. But no, it was pretty awesome. Ok, it rocked. I plan on going again. (When free tickets are offered to me again.)
Posted in Uncategorized on January 2, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
In my hour-plus conversation with Marie tonight, she talked me into entering a very competitive juried show in Boston. During the coarse of our conversation, I went from being too busy to enter, to thinking about what 10 of my photos that might work together cohesively and might place me in the extremely small group [...]
Posted in Uncategorized on January 2, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Here is a cool example of holga photography in the Times.
Posted in Uncategorized on January 2, 2008 | 1 Comment »
This New Years I talked Kristin into going to the Beachland to see the Detroit Cobras. A chick rock band that’s been around since the mid-90’s. The crowd at the Beachland was was not normal pack of art students and other hipsters. It was an older, sparer, more depressing crowd. We left not long [...]
