
Just when I think I'm burnt out on the Holga, I get a roll back like this. The end of the blizzards, end of the winter.



A truck with a bunch of dry cleaning behind it. Took me forever to figure out what that was.


Both from the Smith/9th St platform.


Out front of work.

At work.

Colors

Union Sq.

I have been in love with these doors for about nine months now.