lauren farmer

I have a new thing called “Sunday Night Self Portraits.”

It’s likely to only last two weeks. This week and last.

Funny story behind this one. I managed to only get a few shots tonight before the rain came pouring down. It was during this one that I thought I saw the roof door closing. So this is me thinking “Uh oh, I better not get locked up here.” I didn’t even realize I took this photo until well afterwards.

Anyway, so here it is.

I had a totally uneventful weekend. And I mean it, un event ful. But it was nice. I spent a lot of time alone, organizing myself, things of that nature. Today I took to the meatpacking district, snapped a couple photos before putting my camera away and allowing myself to just wander aimlessly. I actually managed to get lost, and stumbled upon a few really unique streets.

Happy Father’s Day to all you pops out there. I have one, but it’s not Father’s Day in Australia until September 6th so I will just have to wait.

Annnnnd I’m rambling.

See ya.