Archive for May, 2005

I’m delighted with this picture, which was taken in a glade not far from the wedding reception. If I ever inadvertantly mature into a more serious photographer, I suppose I might look back on this sort of thing as a phase that I had to go through. But I can’t imagine tiring of straying from the programme and pointing cameras at the sun.

It’s fun to pick up actual paper copies of The Onion, here in the archetypal city. Tragically, though, The Believer is all sold out, and no sign of the new issue. Perhaps if I plug it here often enough, someone there will give me a subscription.
I have decided that Williamsburg, Brooklyn is the Camberwell of New York, to the possible outrage of dwellers of both fine places (if I’m honest, Camberwell is flattered by the comparison).

Detail of an ageing petrol pump, posted in tribute to Deceptive Media (you’ll see why).





