Ellyn and I spent a beautiful, 90 degree afternoon in McCarren park watching hipsters and eating ice cream. On the walk home, was stopped for a beer and then we took naps. Today, we fired up the AC for some interior activities: reading, writing and watching the NBA playoffs.



Spring — I just noticed it.



I saw these two posters walking along Bedford in the burg today:

I liked them.
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I’ve been reading a collection of essays on German Marxism and Ernst Bloch has been harping on Georg Lukacs for a number of reason, one being a misunderstanding of the importance of Expressionism to the development of the Nazi fascist regime. But, I’ve been getting lost a little because I’m not up on my Expressionists much.
So, on my way home from the coffee shop, I dropped into Spoonbill and Sugartown bookstore to see if I could a) find a book on Expressionism, hopefully with “expressionism” in the title somewhere so I could spot it on the shelf, and b) flip through what I was sure would be and expensive book without buying it. I looked all over with no success.
About to give up, I figured I’d check the sale rack to see what was there and guess what! Of all things, there on the $5 shelf was “Expressionism: A German Intuition, 1905-1920.”
Five bucks.
Granted, it’s the gallery guide to a Guggenheim exhibit from 1980. But for $5 I get a couple of essays and over 300 pages of art prints.
I’m so up on Heckel and Nolde now.
Bring it, Ernst Bloch.
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Anyway, I never imagined I would find the exact thing I wanted and be able to buy it for $5.
It made my day.
Here are four selections from a photography project I did for my Media Concepts class. Just a simple little set of photos that offer strange or familiar views. The first view is from Williamsburg; the second from Riverside Park on the Upper West Side; the third, a view of some street trash in Brooklyn; and the last a dead plant that sat in my stairwell for a few weeks.

Front Doors, Feb. 2009

Nose Blown, Feb. 2009

The Trash, Feb. 2009

Two Weeks, Feb. 2009