i would have liked to sit at that table for a couple hours and just watch people walk by but our schedule and short time in new york wouldn’t allow for it. maybe next time.

there’s crazy people walking all over new york, but this guy took it to another level...to the point where i had to record what i saw so i could prove to myself that i’m not going crazy, i really did see this guy with a hand puppet standing in the park, singing opera at full volume...or should i say the puppet was singing opera at full volume. as if opera was scary enough. that was some really strange shit.

this dude made people pictures. i’m  not sure if he knew this woman and was having an intense conversation with her or if he was trying to sell her on the idea of having her portrait done.

walking though the park (i think it was before noon) and saw this guy tipping back from a bottle red wine and downing damn near a quarter of the bottle ii missed that picture, but i did get this moment just as he put the wine bottle back in his bag and kicked back in utter satisfaction. that dude is feelin real good. he wasn’t a homeless dude pulling off a bottle of ripple either. this was a pretty fancy area in a real nice park and he had the look of a dude that wasn’t hurting for a place to stay. maybe a famous author? clearly he was someone that didn’t need the money or someone telling him what he could or couldn’t do with his life. rockstar.

that’s what i really wanted to do, grab a bagel and sit down and just look at people. but this place didn’t have bagels and we didn’t have time. i still dig the little stand though. i think we did find one of those vendor cart dudes and got a pretzel though.

walking through the trendy meat packing district and we came upon this high fashion photo shoot. it was like a scene in a movie you wouldn’t buy because it was just too obvious. the overdone model in gold with the blonde flowing hair wind blown. the assistants standing around doing nothing. hair, makeup people all over the place. lots of people dressed in black looking bored.

the amount of money it takes to live in new york is bad enough...and than all the fancy places to buy shit makes it that much worse. you do have to dig the old school department fig A. places like bergdorf goodman though. that’s old new york. you just don’t see this type of old school fanciness any where other than new york. dallas has some fancy places to spend money, but it doesn’t have anywhere “classy” to spend money like this place.

this is in the basement of bergdorf where they keep the make-up. they must have had more make-up packed into that little space than 10 department stores combined. apparently the classy ladies of new york enjoy their makeup products.

apparently not well. i do like the finality of their sign. much better than “going out of business”.