The High Line

Last month Steph wanted to go check out the High Line and so we went. A side note, after experiencing the Highline we went to a friend's Harry Potter movie viewing party. I brought canned sardines and bread. It's nice to actually see the evolution of the High Line from when I saw first it back in 2003 to now. The city definitely need more of these, improve on things and not tear them down to build ugly things.

There was a very long line when we got there. Felt like we were going on a popular ride in Disneyland.

It was cool to walk underneath the buildings.

So before they had cleaned up the High Line, there were wild flowers and grass growing. They decided to keep the wild flowers in the High Line, thought that was cool.

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Sunadokei

Sunadokei (Hour Glass)It's funny how no one is trying to save the VHS from dying but there will always be support for film/polaroid and vinyl records. Somehow film makes the ordinary or imperfection, special. Maybe it's the vintage look. Here are some random shots I took while walking around Willamsburg and later ending up in a beer garden.

Here's Louie.

Current listen Sunadokei "I wish time would just pass like this With nothing changing I don't want to notice That everything's being tested, even my freedom

It surely comes to everyone, without exception Even if I entrust my body to the maze The disappearing scenery Taught me that We're side by side Make on break, make amends And then it's all gone "

Hasselblad

I still can't believe my dad gave me his Hasselblad. This used to be his baby, pre-digital days, and I still remember the amount of time it needs for him to take one photo. My dad is a very neat and clean person. Last year he gave me his Nikon F3, it looked new. His hasselblad, which is older than I am, looks good and clean. So of course there's more pressure when I'm handling the cameras. I want to keep it working and clean as long as possible.Well I'm still trying to learn about shutter speed and aperture and I keep a cheat sheet in my pocket just in case. But these first few shots aren't that bad right?

Brooklyn Is Home

Six years ago, I would have never thought of living here. Back in Los Angeles, I knew so little about everything. I knew about New York City and actually took a short trip to the Big Apple in December of 2002. I had no idea that this would be my home for the next 6 years, half in the city and half in Brooklyn. When I used to live in East Harlem, Brooklyn was so far away that I didn't quite bother to know about it. Then one by one my friends started to move to Brooklyn. Finally in June 2006 I made my move. After 3 years I have no desire to move back into the city. Manhattan is nice to look at from afar but there's just too many damn people.

I love where I'm currently living. Close enough to the Brooklyn Promenade, my favorite place to take a relaxing walk, and the Brooklyn Bridge. Every time I walk by Grimaldi's I find it funny to see people standing in the long line. I did that couple of times when I first came to NYC/Brooklyn. Now I know Grimaldi's isn't all that.

I hate the summer time in NYC because it's very humid but that's when everything fun happens. Brooklyn Flea right under the bridge, Red Hook ball fields, free movies at the park or pier or roof top or the taxi beach. I have been trying to go to the flea market on 1 Sunday for lobster rolls and the next Sunday to Red Hook for freakin yummie Latin food.

Brooklyn is just more calm.