Spent a great night at Monkey Town in Williamsburg watching Fellini’s 8 1/2 at quarter speed and listening to stories and eating and drinking, but not the internal organs of beasts and fowl, but only lamb chops and strange leaves. The bathroom had this mural of orange crystal hexagons and a sound scape of church bells and I felt right at home in the epiphany of rivers.
This is the upper corner of the bathroom wall and I liked how the lines worked against the space… I used an iron railing as an impromptu tripod to shoot the city at night and used it’s negative. My original plan was just to justapose the two images below in my usual style… so I wanted to show that too.
