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DROVE TO NYC THIS WEEKEND TO SEE A Broadway play. Had no real intention to make pictures but, as it turned out, I made enough pictures to make a 20-picture POD book.
Stayed with extended family-the wife’s brother’s family-in Brooklyn. After the play met with more extended family-the wife’s older sister’s and older brother’s family members-for drinks and snacks at an Irish Pub in the NYC Theater District.
Had no real intention to make pictures but ,nevertheless, I made enough pictures to make a 20-picture POD book. And, it was while I was in the Times Square / Theater District, I discovered that I should return to NYC for 2-day photo project-photographing food carts. The picture making possibilities are, seemingly, endless. And, I get tingly all over just thinking about the dusk hour possibilities-colorful food carts together with about a billion neon lights + video billboards. Might even need some anti-seizure meds.
In any event, as is often the case, during this trip I did not make a single picture that included a family member. Although, there was one related harrowing event. After getting a passerby to agree to make a picture, the family members clustered together for a family picture-lower Manhattan skyline in the background. On a strongly-held anti-cliche picture making principle, I refused to participate-neither the making of or being pictured therein-but, after the picture was made, the SOBs bolted over to where I was hiding / sulking and had another picture made.
Rats. Foiled once again.