I went down to the Brooklyn Promenade to try and shoot lower Manhattan in time lapse for Sineparade’s Zipperhead backgrounds. It had rained furiously all night and the news said there would be blustery winds blowing the system out to sea. I expected dramatic cloud movement, but what I didn’t expect was winds that could pick up my tripod and blow it down the boardwalk. I wore two sweaters and a jacket and still the wind went right through me and the tripod shook and vibrated in the wind. So I found a little spot at the beginning of the promenade where a sign reads: “end”. I set the tripod against the wall of a brownstone that acted as a windbreak. But now I was in shadow and I could suddenly see my breath fog and blow away and it was way too windy to read through my manuscript for an upcoming reading/ screening at Frost. Believe me I tried and I almost ended up with the whole sheaf of papers blown out to sea. So I just stood there freezing as the camera slowly clicked away the half minutes. I tried to roll a cigarette to pass the time, but it ended in comic disaster.
