Color My Missives

Sometimes the properties of a lens ask us to examine the nature of perception itself — straight lines that curve, large spaces that appear flat. One fine Sunday we will answer back, “yes, but where’s the humanity in that?”

A couple of weeks ago, there was a simple afternoon transaction of crossing from inside of a park to outside of it. Standing sentry, alone, and bolstered by perfect acoustics was a gentleman, his bike, his instrument, and his voice. On the other side of the tunnel anxieties simply washed away in the waves of […]

It’s type hard trying to survive in New York State.
- Mobb Deep

One of the perks of working in film is that most of the people I end up knowing are also filmmakers. And while it might seem obvious — most lawyers know tons of other lawyers, for instance — it’s always a kind of surprise and delight for me to know people who make movies. […]

There was a witty remark hidden somewhere between when two people pulled out their cameras and started snapping. But there are many forgotten witty remarks, and better still, many dirty subway stations to forget them in.
[update: And I should add here that those two people were myself and a newly shaven Michael].