Day 2,800 of one photograph every day for the rest of my life.


On this day six years ago (day 607): Night comes
Day 2,800 of one photograph every day for the rest of my life.
On this day six years ago (day 607): Night comes
Day 2395 of one photograph every day for the rest of my life.
On this day six years ago (day 204): From the High Line. Originally posted in color.
Day 1,959 of one photo every day for the rest of my life.
On this day five years ago (day 133): Madison Square.
Day 1,803 of one picture every day for the rest of my life.
On this day three years ago (day 707): Spin, Shanghai.
The big files permit extensive computer manipulation, in this case an aggressive perspective correction:
On this day one year ago: Sunrise out an airplane window. A very unpromising idea that came out very well.
Someone left a Post-it note on the High Line. It says, in lovely cursive script, “The most popular US pet name is ‘Max’.”
A perennial border:
On this day last year: Boston Bus Terminal.
I took a walk on the High Line and things worked out very well. I brought back a dozen or so keepers and very few technical disasters. Here’s a view from the High Line:
On this day one year ago; East Village.