Saturday, September 01, 2007
I've been cleaning out my office.
This is a Herculean task (as Bill Hicks might say) that involves pulling the mountain of shit packed in there out into the hallway and the living room and having my girl deal with it as I go through all of it - piece by piece.
I live in Brooklyn, folks! Space is at a premium!
And you know, when you go through old shit, you tend to reminisce. Which can multiply the minutes, hours and days:
"Oh, look, I was so young."
"Oh, I remember that kitty."
"Wow, he's dead."
It also involves compiling and archiving EVERY negative I've ever shot - we're talking sometime in the '80s here, which has also been a nostalgia ride.
I'll post some craziness as soon as I can scan it.
And I don't have time to get rid of my shit on eBay, so if you happen by my stoop tomorrow in Brooklyn, there's gonna be a huge "this shit is free - please take it away" sale.
In the meantime, Shien, from 1920, shot last night on Polaroid in the Bronx.
The Yankees were playing Tampa Bay, which just fucked me up getting home via a Bronx car service whilst attemping to get to dinner in Park Slope.