David Mows
Some of us played. Others worked. David mowed.
Some of us played. Others worked. David mowed.
Flowers sure do look nice this time of year.
Our Commissions Department, some of the coolest people around.
I promised David I would stop taking his picture if he made a "no photos please" pose. He did. I renegged
The 5 train pulls in to Grand Central Station.
Waiting for an uptown train, and not seeing what you’re waiting for, can be very frustrating.
Between the Jewish holiday (Passover) and the fact that we don’t have a telemarketing department anymore, our office is quite quiet these days…
This has to be the simplest light tent I’ve ever seen. I have to build one for doing product shots at work. (Why build one? Because a real light tent costs an arm, a leg, and a left testicle). Check … Continue reading
I really don’t know what this kid’s problem was. I was sitting in my office minding my own business, when I look out the window. He had the receiver of the phone by the cord (you can see it swinging … Continue reading
The tree growth in the neighborhood continues. These buds were on the tree next to the downtown side of the 5 subway platform at Morris Park.
Beth’s cake from my parents. I feel for her that she had to celebrate her 35th on Easter Sunday
The tree outside my terrace is starting to bloom… As the cliche goes, "spring has sprung."
We were driving home from Starbucks tonight, and I saw the moon on the east side of the highway. It was pretty amazingly large, so we got home and I grabbed my camera. We then headed over to City Island … Continue reading
David looks out over the harbor watching ferries, helicopters, and other cool stuff.
Rain-soaked tree branch outside my terrace.
Thomas Hawk draws our attention to photographer Jill Greenberg whose claim to fame is making children cry or making them angry so she can photograph them. The idea sounds sick and twisted, and Hawk is having none of it: Don’t … Continue reading
The 5 train arriving at Morris Park station on a rainy Friday.
My neighborhood from my mother in law’s terrace taken summer, 2005.
Waiting for the 7 at Courthouse Square.
Nothing says cute kid like a mouth slathered in chocolate from a chocolate fountain.