New Year’s Eve
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The woods are lovely, dark and deep. But I have promises to keep...
The woods are lovely, dark and deep. But I have promises to keep...
I just found my new favorite thing. (Who am I, Oprah?) For the last few years, I’ve ran through Central Park in the mornings and on weekends. The basic characterization of that experience is one of a moving mass of weekend warriors in matching spandex, Dri-Fit and a pair of bright white Nike cross trainers. Broad characterization there, I’m leaving out the hordes of hard core ‘athletes,’ the oblivious iPodders and the sea of ‘Salmonis […]
The city, traditionally the most complex and informative portion of the image, becomes the most enigmatic and diffused…the snow-covered ground plane, the most simple and abstract in its reality, now the most precisely represented.