A Visual Gallery of Sorts

is-ness × sceptre　"Scale Head Gear"

Awesome summer accessory.

Dirty Projectors

And Then There Were Three

Vitra, Meet Chinatown Rooftop

Simian Mobile Disco

What a blurry time of a weekend.

Up Somewhere in Soho

Photo: KK

International Pillow Fight Day

DW

It's kind of ironic how, while living in one of the world's most heterogeneous cities, my dating patterns have been completely homogeneous.

Arthur C. Clarke

1917 - 2008

Stamina: Gloria et Patria

~ Agathe Snow

Momofuku-Ko: Easier To Get Into Yale

Week one:

The Drill Room

Last week I went the Park Avenue Armory to view the extension of the Whitney's Biennial, and let's just say I found myself falling in love with the architecture of the space almost a little bit more than the installations that were exhibited.

This is the Drill Room. The largest room I've ever seen in New York, the Drill Room spans the length of one avenue and resembles an airport hangar. Sometimes the best way to experience new architectural spaces is to first view them at night, when you have a greater contrast between light and dark. The dramatic shadows casted by the lighting installations gave the Drill Room a postulated preternatural quality. A religious experience.

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Camera fun.

I enjoyed my time so much at the Armory that I decided to experience it again, two days later, in the daytime.

The Drill Room doesn't look as dramatic when everything is bathed in sunlight, although it is still a marvel in engineering.

Draft #1

Eric and I are starting on a joint vanity art project of sorts. I can't reveal too much at the moment, but let's just say you'll be seeing a lot us in the next weeks if you live in Manhattan. Here's an outtake from yesterday's photo session:

While In San Francisco

Surrounded by a sea of cute Asian guys, Charlie can do nothing but sulk and shuffle his feet against the wooden floor.

Photo: Clark J.

Ahhh ... Zen.

A 30-minute bubble bath, a romp in the hay and 9 hours of sleep later, I feel like the winter's about over.