August Retrospective

I'm just going to chime in with everyone else and remark that August must have been the slump month. It felt hard to find interesting subjects. And yet, I despair that I'm thinking this now, because with classes starting and the cold weather coming eventually, it's only going to get worse. I hope not.

243/365: After the revelation

I hesitate to put this picture up, but I feel like I need to mark this day. While I was getting a haircut today, my stylist pulled out a mirror and handed it to me. "Here," he said, and pointed to my ear. "You see the hole there?" He was just trying to tell me that I should let him cut my hair shorter to even it out better, but what he was pointing at was an area where my hair has thinned because of my trichotillomania. I've been denying to myself that I am causing visible damage, although I knew, just from putting my hair into pigtails and feeling how uneven the sides were, that there's a problem.

Don't worry. I'm not grotesque. My hair is so thick that the casual viewer probably can't see it (and in any case, it's not in this picture). And, it looks especially good right after it gets cut—Javier does a fabulous job. Still, this is a problem, and I need to figure out how to get over it.

242/365: All of your secrets are in here

241/365: Sunroofs: A perennial favorite

240/365: Please, people LIVE here

239/365: Getting the job done

This was a close second for today.

238/365: 5 Pointz

On our way to PS 1 (a museum in Queens owned by the MoMA), we stopped at 5 Pointz. More 5 Pointz pics at Flickr (including 2 taken a while ago).

237/365: Yee ha is not a foreign policy

236/365: How does this affect my trip?

235/365: A handful of peppers for everyone

234/365: Best Buds

233/365: Still Life with Organic Top Soil

Everything has to be organic these days. Even though I'm in favor, it's easy to get cynical.

232/365: Urban geometry

231/365: They're coming

230/365: Windows of reclamation

On the Mt. Taurus/Bull Hill hike, there's ample opportunity for exploring the ruins of an old dairy farm that was built in the 1920s, abandoned in the 1930s, and suffered a fire in the 1950s. More photos at Flickr.

229/365: Ye olde iced tea & lemonade

228/365: 4lbs of tomatoes

The farmer did warn us in the CSA newsletter that we'd be getting more tomatoes than we would know what to do with, and indeed, today each member was alloted 4lbs of heirloom tomatoes. Mmmm! Tuna panzanella! Fresh mozzarella, basil and tomato salad!

227/365: Telecommuting

226/365: King of the fruit

When I visited Singapore as a teenager, I refused to eat the durian. They just smell so bad, although aficionados swear that they taste heavenly. I suppose that if I ever want to revisit the issue, I just need to walk back down to Chinatown again.

Today's visit to Chinatown was both fun and productive.

225/365: What if they were talking to each other?

I originally noticed this scene because it seemed odd to me that a street art mural had appeared on the grate of an antiques store. But then when I looked at the photo, I noticed the people on their phones. A true snapshot of New York.

224/365: In the shadow of the world

223/365: Richard Serra, Not Defaced

Unlike this statue, the MoMA doesn't even let people touch these sculptures.

222/365: Not to be blunt, but...

221/365: Halloween all the time

This is the vegan restaurant that I walked by on the last night, too late for me to convince anyone to go there. I don't think it would have been such a hard sell, though, since most people felt that the typical cuisine of this country doesn't involve enough vegetables to begin with.

220/365: Good Luckys

219/365: Livening up the concrete

This entirely concrete cafeteria at the university was livened up with colorful abstract art.

218/365: Richard Serra, Defaced

217/365: Out of context tomato painting

216/365: I'm open!

I'm off for the next week. I might be able to post, but if not, I'll be back next weekend!

215/365: Upper classless

214/365: Glass stripes

213/365: Really I'm working, really!