No, it's not a butt plug you bugger!!!

Sometimes a best friend comes in the form of a chiseled, six pack, smooth bodied

breathing being with a taste that lingers on the palette for hours…..

Sometimes a best friend comes in the form of a furry little monkey with stinky breath

cause you don’t brush its teeth often enuf, or cuz it licks its own bum.....

Sometimes a best friend is an electronic or battery operated device, or maybe just

needs a good charge.

Sometimes a best friend is a vintage marching band cymbal….more on that later.

But sometimes a best friend is made of foam and is soft and pliable between your fingers.

People, T H E S E are my best friends! 

The earplug. 

Even with this monstrosity inserted into my ears I can hear HER. 

And a different course of action is now necessary! 

Stay tuned.

Holiday balls.

Everything is amplified here.  Sometimes it's just silly, but it is beautiful in this light.

How many ways can you use a NYC Police Barricade?

Rubbers are critical

Blizzard in NYC!

I barely could open my front door this morning. 

I had to climb through 1 foot and 3 inches of snow accumulation. 

Tis the beauty of having a garden apartment....

you are in very touch with mother nature.    

Four days from now many screams, kisses, hugs, I love you's

and drunken expressions will take place right here on this desolate snowy street. 

Hmmmm.....traditions are a funny thing.

Look it....from all sides

A look from all angles, sometimes, is what foots the bill.

The boots are "GRAFFITI " by Henry Ferrera.

I like this distortion.

This is my favourite shot.

This last one reminds me of colonoscopies. 

(Not that I've ever had one)

There will always be at least one "side" you've missed to anything you look at.

I am going to continue to shoot this pair of boots until I grow bored with them.

Might not happen; ever.  They are just a great design. 

Linear Lunacy

Lines.

Light makes lines.

Lines make form.

I spent most of Sunday in the apartment.  Decided to paint another wall in the bedroom, painted the closet doors a stark white and thought about the main wall in the living room.  I think I might take a leap and do something in an ORaNGe! I’ve never done anything orange before. Who knows? I am all talk at this point.  I’ve been from a green, to maybe a lilac, and now orange.  Maybe.  I’ll probably be safe and go with green.  But something close to lime and light.  I do well in that colour room.

I suddenly crave clean lines in my living space.  Very very clean lines.  This is my new goal.  There will be a sprinkle and a splash of softness and fluffiness but sharp and linear will rule the design.

Lines I don’t want to talk about are the lines on my face….hints of lines are more like it.  I will ignore those for now and go on the look-out for a fabulous hydrating-age-defying creamy cream to gift myself this holiday!

Fa la la la lines in the air. 

A mixed media project I finally unwrapped.  I used these brushes at my first volunteer gig with New York Cares.  The first mural that I worked on with a group of volunteers painting a school uptown. I can't remember how many brushes there are but I think there are about 3 or 4 more rows.  This hung in my old kitchen for many years, it is now in my bedroom.  I liked the way this lamp made a shadow on the work.  It's what captured my sight. 

I love how old things in new placements can suddenly catch my eye and inspire me to stop whatever I am doing and grab the cam to freeze the moment. 

Cheers.