their stories

on the Brooklyn bound R train, waiting for it to move at 8th Street Station, Manhattan, NY

typographica

Coney Island, Brooklyn, NY

Joanna

one of my favorite dolls, named after the beautiful typeface.

their stories

an old couple i met in the Chinatown in Brooklyn.

moments

Chinatown, Brooklyn, NY

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for my little friend's
wonderful journey.
good bye gm.

zoo center

at the Bronx Zoo.

midnight snack

delicious midnight snack.

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so many little secret corners in Brooklyn.

merry xmas

walking in the neighborhood, full of gigantic extravagant ornaments all all over, late on xmas eve. a bit sick, went crazy with bike riding in the middle of the night, the muscle pain from riding bike helps with the sickness.

photograph

evening

why do i love man-made horses so much, and have absolutely no feeling whatsoever towards real ones?

Brooklyn, NY

moments

“This is a disaster,“ José Arcadio BuendÍa said. “Look at the air, lisyen to the buzzing of the sun,the same as yesterday and the day before. Today is Monday too.“ - One Hundred Years of Solitude

sometimes it's just a torture, between extremes, an absolute frustration and ultimate victory. i have to name this little fella i picked up what feels like a long time ago.

moments

another shot from East Village.

memories

found this gigantic sculpture/installation in East Village the other day, and this beautiful horse emerging from the chaotic structure about 10 feet above the ground.

moments

The woman of every day, the one with her head held high and with a stony gait, did not arrive, but an old woman of supernatural beauty with a yellowed ermine cape, a crown of gilded cardboard, and the languid look of a person who wept in secret. - One Hundred Years of Solitude, Gabriel García Márquez

New York, NY

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finally i went outside, attracted by the beautiful weather. i brought my camera with me, and took a few shots.

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at Pick Me up in East Village. seems someone left a doodling and the owner decided to post it on a wall. i recognized Korean letters in one corner, and for some reason took this shot with my cell phone. strangely all of their candles were like the second photo. i thought it made a beautifully surreal scene against their old walls and other objects.

Joanna

here is another photograph of Joanna in color. in this shot, although Joanna looks cuter than the B/W one below, she has a strange quality that makes her look cold and even arrogant.

Joanna

found her at Fourty, Fifty, Sixty in East Village today and had to get her. named her Joanna and am presenting her in Joanna.

moments in Coney Island

added a bit more to the original photo.