Don’t know. Something just makes me feel like I am being watched. Uh, maybe its just paranoia.

Well, I try:

I always try for this New York street photo. Now I got a focal point of the mean people suck sticker guy. I had to pay the guy $5 to take the photo. And, I have a nice sticker on my camera bag now.

And this one:

Well, if you are going to sell condoms, make sure they are for both parties. Like the way the photo turned out though.

I just loved this. Nothing else to say for this one.

I don’t know what to call this series. I guess I could say “at night, take at 1600 ISO, grain the size of golf balls.” Or, I could describe it like a friend did, like I was crossing into an alternate universe. I guess that might be better. Anyway, a lonely balloon:

And enchanted New York:

Didn’t you already take this photo about a year ago? Yes, in fact I did. I know that I already took it. No need to remind me, but I decided to add the human element into this version of it to make it a little different from last year’s model. Also, I took a few that are not so heavily Gotham:

And also these, that I couldn’t decide which I liked the best, so I posted all of them:

The last three I guess I would call “photojournalism” or something. Not fine art photos, not meant to be.

I start off with this shot because there is something just wistful American Gothic looking. So, yeah, so obviously I went to a wedding this weekend and the bride is an old friend. Like I always say, this thing is about my photos, not my life, so that’s all I am going to say about that. They had a wedding photographer, but I wanted to get the weird, behind the scenes type of stuff that the other guy wouldn’t get. And I do believe I got it. I got some typical wedding stuff:

But I got a couple like this one that I think are a little atypical for wedding shots:

Then these, total backstage details kind of stuff:

That’s the other camera totting insect fixing my friend’s dress. And these:

I got the reception too:

I liked the paparazzi feel to that one. This next one was inspired by a photo I saw in the New York Times once of revelers at a party at the Plaza Hotel in the 1950s:

And, lastly, love, oh love:

I loved how cool the primary colors looked on this one. This was kind of a quick shot too, point camera upwards, click camera, move forward. I was with a friend who I am sure did not want to stand there with me and watch me bracket this shot for an hour, but sometimes one shot is all you need.

OK, so now I become a photojournalist. These are from the recent San Gennaro festival in Little Italy. Sure, kind of a normal thing to do over a weekend, but it was fun. Food, fun, lots of photos.

First, the food:

There were tons of kids around, who are so much fun to photograph:

And, people just wandering around:

People selling all kinds of stuff:

To close it out, a band playing, making things that much fun:

OK, this really doesn’t resemble Van Gogh because the man did not paint weird warehouse type of thing by night. I did however like where this was going post-production wise, grain and all.

Eh, the camera totting insect has kinda been on vacation lately, being that I can’t carry the big digital SLR with me all the time, so I take the little Powershot everywhere. Hence the work is a little different now. But anyway, I went out (I know, amazing, right?) on Saturday night and I got these:

I’ve never been a huge fan of going out, but I did always want to take pictures while I was out. Unfortunately, people always squeeze together for these random “people together” party shots. These to me look like those photos I have always wanted to take.