GLAUCOMA

Some Palm Springs hotel shots from a couple months back from while there for Coachella. With my Canon SD950 it's almost impossible to get a blurry shot on purpose, and I've resorted to some sort of mystical, impossible-to-repeat set up using the macro feature that somehow tricked the autofocus. It's a nice technique with the right subject, and this retro establishment had a dreamy melancholy that evoked a sort of fictitious memory.

BERLIN: NOT EVEN ENOUGH.

Because I almost died and spent most of my time infirm and on a couch, I took only a smattering of photos, not even enough to really categorize so I just club them all together. Though I have to say I really like the long exposure I took one night from the balcony of the apartment we were at in Prenzlauer Berg.

ABSENT WEEKS. A LIST.

A trusted WiFi signal just disappeared over night and everything Changed just like that. Berlin without tears. Pneumonia with the coughing up of Blood. Hard Drive Crash with the loss of a few years work. Decisions and Reasons. Hope Davis on the F Train. A Dominicans neighborhood’s awful food. Dog owners who actually watch the shit come out of their dog’s asshole A feel-good Broadway musical about Washington Heights? The Punishment Box. Band Of Brothers. Paul Reubens in an old t-shirt and jeans drinking coffee with some friends at Great WiFi/ Shitty Coffee. The putrid horror of a garbage bag tower leaking festering juice on a hot sidewalk. A trip to another City. Highbridge Pool reopened. The decision to Leave.