quinta-feira, 12 de abril de 2012


traz imagens da cidade de Nova York, fotografado por Alex,
misterioso fotografo que diz pouco sobre si em seu perfil.
 Em sua bicicleta,
Alex percorre a cidade e fotografa coisas que chamam sua atenção
com imagens de cores bem vibrantes.


a few weeks later the buildings will be hidden behind a wall of green.central park. just short of spring.

know who must really really love the marble cemetery of the east village? the peeps who own the buildings that surround it.
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central park antlers.

the lion king musical is to the 10s what cats was the 90s.

the internationalist.i see her about sometimes.she is always well-decorated.always awesome.

space invader on c.

drew was a king among canines.

this is not a reflection on the two well coiffed hip looking gentlemen who walked across the frame as i was taking a picture of the mural.
no. i did not wait for them get to the right spot. probably.
in any case. these two gentlemen are not bad pussies.  just to be clear.

wassup squirrel.

wassup chicken.
east village green thumb community garden.

watching the sun set at the tompkins dog run.


  daisy at the dog post.
bodega on houston.

it’s on bitch. kate’s joint throws the gauntlet on gaga.

i no wanna out.

 new york ♥ frenchies.
tompkins dog run, east village.

he thinks he’s batman. he must rescue the defenseless barley.

the ladies of avenue d love their nails did.
girl totally deserves to chill out reading her paper.she had a busy day.

boarding. against traffic. on the bus lane.
rebogged from my homebase. it needed to be on fnywl.

 look at this hipster dad on broadway.
fashion ho threads. quentin quire do.kid robot swag.
truly the polar opposite of my own sperm donor.
our fallen friend. the willow taken by irene. damn you irene you stupid storm.

bling. so. you have your bike hooked up with locking pins for the wheel, a chain for the seat-post. and the frame you secure with the most hard-core heavy-duty chain lock money can buy. so. when you leave your bike chained to a street sign you feel reasonable secure it will be there when you get back. wrong. the thieves take out the street sign and slide your bike over the post.  question: does bedazzling your bike deter theft? because at this point we are ready to try anything.

pimp my noob ride. on a good day central park’s horse-drawn carriages are animal exploitation abominations that continue to exist solely because noob tourists pay small fortunes to ride around at five miles per hour enjoying the pungent wafts emanating from the unfortunate animal’s rear side. they saw it in a movie once you see. and monkey see, monkey do. so the noobs gots to ride the smelly backs of these animal slaves. and the smell really isn’t pleasant. get within a 30 ft radius, you’ll smell the horse shit too. but it is not the smell that bothers me. it’s how sad the horses look. cities are not places for horses. twenty first century, etc, etc. check back with me when we run out of oil.
and this next-level custom job? yes, the driver was latino.

los amigos: puerto rico’s east village roots run deep.

Unicorns of the East Village // Yup. They are tarted up and wasted.

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