While standing on a corner in Soho, my camera in one hand, a phone in the other, I snapped 7 minutes of a blue wall without interruption of my conversation. I'm not proud of that. I should enter this in the next 2014 Biennial and call it something stupid like "Blue, series #4." Photography of the mundane and ordinary, a common theme these days.
Hanging of the wreath
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