It’s been amonth since I have posted any photos of the days or made an significant postings about anything. I’ve been extrememly busy, and I do mean it. I’ve been working full-time and traveling for work. And, as you should know by now, I only have dial-up Internet service where I reside. However, school is back in session, which does mean I will be more busy while also working two jobs, but it also does mean I will be around more fully functioning Internet than I was all summer. So, without further yak, here are the photos you have been waiting for.
August 12, 2010
Grilled corn at Katy's.
August 13, 2010
Andy sliding around on the long board he built.
August 14, 2010
This photo was taken at UMass - not some picturesque farm in Wales or anything.
August 15, 2010
Tomato horn worms. Anyone who takes tomatoes away from me isn't my friend.
August 16, 2010
I highly dislike when people leave their party trash around.
August 17, 2010
All the things I have to do. Crackin' through that list.
August 18, 2010
When the store first came to town, a number of people thought they sold outdoor and wilderness gear.
August 19, 2010
The keys at Katy's. Let's just say it was a long day already!
August 20, 2010
I’m pretty sure I forgo to take a photo on August 20. I drove from Waltham, Mass. to western Mass., then to New Jersey. It wasn’t fun.
August 21, 2010
Sean and I went to the Liberty Science Center in Jersey. It is the best science museum I've ever been to.
August 22, 2010
Just hanging out at Sean's in NJ. It rained a lot that day.
August 23, 2010
Shot a story about bog turtle habitat restoration in northern NJ. It was one amazing time.
August 24, 2010
Back at home with the kids.
August 25, 2010
These are my hipster shoes.
August 26, 2010
Sunflower at sunset.
August 27, 2010
Nature at Smith College.
August 28, 2010
So I guess I forgot to take a photo on August 28? Sorry guys!
August 29, 2010
Saint Francis in the garden.
August 30, 2010
Worked on a jib-crane shoot in southern New Jersey.
August 31, 2010
Found this little guy at the marsh at our shoot.
September 1, 2010
Of course we had to set up a 40 foot boom!
September 2, 2010
Stunned and amazed I capture this egret coming in for a landing.
September 3, 2010
This little guy was definitely talking to me. I just hoped it didn't come after me.
September 4, 2010
A top the ferris wheel at the Three County Fair.
June 17, 2010
Tappan Zee Bridge.
June 18, 2010
You could call them moon boots; slung on a line in New Jersey.
June 19, 2010
Sean shooting at Thunder Mountain in New Jersey.
June 20, 2010
He thinks he's a jungle cat, but it's really a garden.
June 21, 2010
The first sunset of summer on the longest day of the year.
I was in Central Park on November 29, 2008. I don’t get to the city much.
Around every other corner were those street performing groups that flip and dance around to hip-hop music. They generate large audiences, engaging with crowd members. Throwing jokes back and forth, and successfully flipping over a tourist kid, members of the audience give dollar bills the young men.
The atmosphere was fun, but my attention towards them didn’t last long. It never does. Groups like these seem to be in every tourist city. My eyes wandered towards the surrounding architecture.
There were a group of friends posing for pictures under Angel Tunnel.
Then there was Toth. He performs.
Growing up Stephen Kaufmann, Thoth felt uncomfortable in his own skin. He’s of a biracial marriage, and experienced much racism growing up. He was often fearful and shy. He dealt with suicide, and a father who wasn’t there. Eventually he figured himself out and began dancing and performing and dressing as he pleased.
There’s a documentary about him. It’s by Sarah Kernochan. It won an Academy Award.
In the moment at Central Park that I saw Thoth, he watched the other street performers and the crowd that surrounded them. He stood tall, hardly making any movement. Set up behind him was something like a shrine. His name spelt out. The ying and yang symbol made the “O”. The scent of inscense wafted. Occasionally he would quietly walk away; he seemed to disappear. Then, reappear. Bells adorned his shins. They are part of the music he makes. He sings and plays the violin.
In Kernochan’s documentary, people criticize his way of life. Thoth seems unaffected by any of it.
Under Angel Tunnel in Central Park there was Thoth, unaffected by the stares of passersby.
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