PLAY ME. I'M YOURS

I think this may be my favorite project yet.
I loved the randomness, not only of the piano placement, but of the people sitting down to play them.
I even played a lame version of Chariots of Fire on the one in Tompkins Square Park. Try not to hold it against me...
The top dude nearly made me weep in the streets.

Day

and night.

I WAS BORN TO LICK YOUR FACE

At last! I am leaving my place this evening and going further than a few blocks.
So I leave you with Chevy doing the cannonball.

Bryn Bright Stewart

Born this morning, 7:59am.
22 inches, 8.1 pounds.
Can't wait to smooch those cherubic cheeks!!!!!!!!!!!

THE HAIM EFFECT

The city has become a giant frying pan so I'm locked down with my books, pens, beads, music, internets, old movies, popsicles and Willy.

WE'RE ALL TOO YOUNG TO DIE

HOOTENANNY IN HARLEM

DOLLA DOLLA BILL Y'ALL

Found this guy crawling on my arm at the bodega.
Flung him off with a girlish squeal, then picked him right back up with my change and brought him to a plant so he didn't get stepped on.
Soon to be a Sycamore Tussock Moth.
Nature rules.

RECKLESS RAINBOW

Coming again to save the motherfuckin' day.

YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS

Myeah. So the flower photo is unaltered and I dare say those roses are glowing in the dark.