Another day, another....

Walked up again from Penn Station. Another glorious day, cooler and nice breeze. Takes about thirty five minutes for me to walk up - 25 blocks or so in traffic.

In Times Square men and women trying to get tourists to ride tour buses have replaced the pimps and hookers. Nice alternative, skin movie Taxi Driver to see how it used to be.

Walked in and out of skyscraper shade. Each time in the sun I felt alive. I'll take summer over winter anytime.

Noticed young tall woman walking with a delicate woolen shawl. The sight, her step, her hair moving in the breeze as she embraced her shawl and walked assuredly was the commute's most clear vision. Grace and taste and individualized style.

Need to find good book to read. I am a man of habits - call them temporary addictions, maybe better called obsessions. I have tried but I have not been able to change that. Defines me more than most other characteristics or traits.

Need to get the high end camera - then need time to do pictures.

" Beyond Sapphires"

Maybe I can lay it to rest....content.

Lucky chimp.

Beautiful Day

Took earlier train and did something have not done is a while - ran with the bulls and walked up from Penn Station past Times Square and Radio City to my office.

Perfect weather for the brisk walk and I was amazed how quickly some trim fit women can walk in four inch stilettos. I wondered what birds were in the park, warm days meant south winds which help migrating birds move north over night. I miss birding. Twelve years ago in Spring I was in Central Park every morning before work, possibly also in the evening.

The walk was good - I have not been exercising enough and not painting. Just dabbling on computer. Need to get fingers dirty and sweat a bit.

Finished a novel - liked it a lot. I do not read much for pleasure. Guess I read too much at work. Miss being in that world - book was slow paced but for me perfect and I was transported.

"Sampling, Waiting"

But, this is the best

"A Fine Merlot (Decanted)"

I love a full bodied Merlot. Best bang for the buck in a varietal red. Clearly the bottle in the image is not wine....irony, monkeys (chimp actually) and a beauty. A feeling of being slightly intoxicated.

Glorious, stunning - sometimes.

First Sips

I seem to be writing less. Have I gone dumb or am I letting the images speak for themselves?

I do feel in a slight rut. Am printing more and more and need to paint more real paint. Been going to bed early, last night before 10 PM. Fighting off a cold and fighting off whatever else.

Miss the crickets sounds at night at home - found out if the snake does not eat the crickets the crickets will eat the snake. Crickets are nasty critters, Disney and Pinocchio were wrong. Nasty.

Snake is eating earthworms - maybe three a day. He shed his skin which means he is growing. He (she) is less scared of us.

Final - "A Good Deal of the Moon"

No more doodling....but not particularly good.