Working in a cave today.
You know that thing where your cheeks flush and your joints ache with embarrassment because you’ve asked your friends (too many times in a row) if they were free and they (always) have lots of things going on, which shines a light into the dark caverns of your social life that you were hoping they’d fill because I guess you only love being around them and have no other interests?
BECAUSE I DO.
Haze (at IAC)
Bedside dishes getting the macro treatment instead of, you know, the cleaning treatment.
Watch bonus content at rovingtypistfilm.com
C.D. Hermelin was broke when he decided to bring his typewriter to a park and type unique, one-of-a-kind stories for any passersby with a few dollars to spare. And people responded. Even as the project grew in notoriety, the spirit stayed the same - a writer with his typewriter, trying to come up with something good. The Roving Typist is his story.
Check out Mark’s new film, you guys! It’s a nice little story about someone you might have seen around the city. I got to help out a bit; it was fun to see his documentary-making process.
Thanks to @rileshoops and my #frenchgirls tag, I’ve discovered my new favorite thing.
New greens to help with winter blues.
at Prospect Park