As previously mentioned, I spent this last weekend in DC, visiting a high school friend and finally meeting the one and only emilyposts.
Emily and I spent a smoltering Sunday morning taking photos.
A few photos to follow of the most amazing alley we found…
(i’m really digging this whole ‘urban photography’ thing)
I managed to make my way through the countless (actually, 549) photos I took yesterday at the High Line.
Here are a few of my favorites. The entire flickr set is HERE.
Thanks again to Pepsico and Friends of the High Line for the access!
From this hour I ordain myself loos’d of limits and imaginary lines,
Going where I list, my own master total and absolute,
Listening to others, considering well what they say,
Pausing, searching, receiving, contemplating,
Gently, but with undeniable will divesting myself of the holds that would hold me.
- Walt Whitman, “Song of the Open Road”
Erin, Melissa and I were lucky enough to take a private tour of the High Line this afternoon, on behalf of Pepsico, with access to an unrenovated section of the railway (where I took this photo). It was beyond cool. Many, many photos to come once I make my way through them all.
In the meantime, if you live in NYC…be sure to go check out the High Line! It’s open 7am-10pm daily. Entrance at the intersection of Gansevoort & Washington St.
iPhone Tip-a-roo!
I’ve always thought the iPhone should’ve had a dedicated take-photo button, especially when pointing the lens towards yourself (and inevitably the mad-hot babes you’ve got your arms around). At least they could’ve dedicated the home button to this when the camera was on.
But! I discovered that things aren’t as bleak as I once thought. The quick fix for this problem is to simply hold your finger on the take-photo “button”, face the camera towards your subject, and let go. Tada! Lifting your finger from the touchscreen is as easy as clicking a button, if not easier.
Problem solved.
(via lukees)
This is a great help. Thanks, Luke!
I know you have been wondering…
“Lauren, have all of your family possessions arrived safely in Australia? I really hope so.”
The answer is now YES. Via this boat right here. It’s been sailing the high seas all this time. We are pretty sure at one point in it’s voyage it was attacked by pirates.
So I spent most of the spring rationalizing why it would be a good idea to put my career on hold, leave NYC, and travel abroad by myself for the rest of 2009. Over countless drinks I went over the merits of the idea - my lack of attachments, my relatively young age, the whole “i’ll never be able to do this again” argument, but in private it remained a tough decision. I am certainly not immune to the very American structure that suggests that “Birth, School, Work, Death” is the American dream. Of course the working aspect of American life is a means to an end tool, but its ultimately the end that has made me so curious about the way I and many of my peers live their lives…
(via efstein)
Eric,
I admire and am inspired by you more than you know. It brings me great pleasure that you arrived at THIS decision. I will eagerly await your travel updates and can’t wait to see what this experience will undoubtedly bring to your life.
See you on the 13th, wouldn’t miss it.
Oh, and thanks for the book recommendation. :)
Your friend,
Lauren
To everyone else, read the rest of his post and follow my friend Eric…good things are to come.







