ugh...so i go to bed last night with complete energy and excitement to "begin" the week at full run...already thinking and planning of my soundtrack for the day...however, things never happen to go as planned...my throat decided and body have decided that the weekend of relaxation was all mental and started to complain. in fact, i barely wrenched myself from bed an hour ago --- it is sore and confused, wondering where the long, lazy morning pleasures have disappeared to...(sigh)

(long pause due to instant messaging conversations)

well, it's been long enough now that the cold medicine is beginning to kick in and a few of my friends have sent me some scandalous photos of birthday night...hehe...the day is beginning to look up. nap time now so i can rid myself of this cold quickly...



bronzed art

iced orange

the sun peeking behind orangeness

repetition

an attempt to escape into a closed courtyard

spring buds

hints of yellow red and green in the trees

hidden brick writing open to breathe only for a short time before going back into seclusion

the defective gate

see the stars on the side of the building?

third floor cafe after much searching and avoidance of lines and waiting

pneumatic whitney surprises lie within

"star" gazing in museums

snowy east village silhouettes

six story climb...focus on the orange

tidbits of an afternoon walking looking for design inspirations

remnants of storefront architecture

looking up

good night, new york...