Sometimes you just need to sit, smoke a cigarette and check your social media.
Sigma Art Series
For the amount people the trains shuffle back and forth between New York and New Jersey, the Port Authority’s Path Trains are the cleanest modes of transport you can get in the New York area. Also I actually really like the framing of this shot.
There are beers you drink warm and then there are beers that are better ice cold and we mean so cold that a layer of frost builds up on the bottle when it hits the open air of a hot summer day. We found the fine folks from Bomber Jackets on Instagram a while back and sometimes being fans of the cold beer persuasion these guys peak our interest with the artwork on their koozies that come in a variety for bottles and cans. See the full article on Liver Bashers.
This was from first time I was able to sit with Giancarlo Arcieri (GC for short) while he was making a violin, a process I never seen before even with all the hours of watching shows like How It’s Made.
When I’m walking around the city I’m not looking for anything in particular to photograph. I might shoot something like the shot here in the LES skatepark under the Manhattan Bridge or I might have my tripod setup hunting light trails, but I will Most likely be sitting in a bar taking a shot of a beer for another site I run because beer is delicious for those of you who are of age to enjoy it. Please forgive the shit grammar, I’m learning to write better but with old age comes a stubbornness that doesn’t want to learn new things.
Took this shot awhile back on a trek to Long Island City for a pint. Wish I had more the say.
I picked up a four pack of Winter Landscape by Industrial Arts Brewing and with the first sip I had a memory of a beer I used to drink all the time from Xingu. The first sip always tasted like grape soda.
They say patience is a virtue and most of the time I don’t have it with the exception of when I’m waiting for a shot when the light is perfect.
This is a very old shot I took while I was on a smoke break from work when I was on a light trail kick.
Morning rush in the Financial District. For the Juice.