Yesterday, playing the game of life.

This is how the day went: I first noticed a gentleman on the G-train wearing this black jumpsuit. i thought it looked great. Then, at 86th and 4th Ave in Bay Ridge, Brooklyn, I waited for the S93 bus to take me across the Verrazano Bridge to the college of Staten Island, where I teach. Then, after teaching I decided to take the Staten Island Ferry home rather than take the bus. 

While waiting for the Ferry on the SI side, I watched the security guys (who do they work for? the Port Authority? the NYPD? Homeland Security?) pick people out of the crowd to have their bags 'searched' by the bomb-sniffing dog. Everyone complied. Some said "thanks" after being searched. I felt highly ambivalent, not wanting to see random searches without warrants be totally okay with people, but also not wanting the ferry to be bombed and have me bobbing in freezing water hoping to be saved. Is it a tossup? 

On the ferry, my iPhone made a mistake and took a great picture that I could never have planned - a bifurcated scene, the top half of which is blurred and bleeding into the in-focus bottom half. I love this shot! Then off to Killarney Rose in the Financial District for a pow-wow with a friend. 

On my way home, there's a man doing classical Indian dancing in the Atlantic Terminal subway station. His girlfriend is on the side waiting patiently and texting most of the time. I exited the station behind a man pulling two large suitcases, and young boy. They seemed distressed. He was trying to figure out how to exit with the two bags and was relieved to find the elevator. And finally, my favorite bus, the B38, as it rolls down Lafayette Avenue towards Throop, and my home. That was my day. Pretty good, overall.

Subway dancers warm up the G-train, taking the chill out of the air - Thanks, guys!

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The G-Train over Gowanus

Begin at the Museum of Modern Art and End at a Tiny Gallery, #F17 on Broadway Below Canal St.

10 photos taken at MoMA: emphasis on right angles, rectangular planes, and super-clean lines; + workers in the MoMA garden cafe.

I was trying to boil some eggs and lens fogs up, giving the kitchen a soft focus. Movie, below, documents the process.

Bed-Stuy workplace

a bit of kindness, two women walking down DeKalb Avenue

and a bit of compassion needed here

waiting for the bus

and the colors, reflections, angles and lights once I'm on the bus 

workplace at Lafayette and Flatbush. They're building a skyscraper here.

Easter comes to Greenpoint

A discount variety shop bringing it's colors to the street, Greenpoint

a beautiful round-cornered yellow brick former bank, Greenpoint - this type of building once represented the strength of local economies 

and luscious looking books, albeit in Polish, Greenpoint

accommodations at the Zen Mountain Monastery, Mt. Tremper, and below, the monastery and some of its immediate grounds

feeling zen (is that oxymoronic?)

a frozen pond at the monastery, beginning to thaw in the warmth of early spring

Woodstock, same as ever.

Port Authority Terminal

New Deli on Lafayette at Nostrand Ave., right at the B38 bus stop. Handy!

the trash train

A story that's 500 years old, painted on a Williamsburg storefront

and the Van Buren Street Block Club is renewed and ready to initiate a monthly block cleanup - lots of fun, donuts, brooms, neighbors, and kids

and someone left this item to decorate a grassy plot - it's so awful that it's wonderful

at an opening on lower Broadway, #F17 - a tiny gallery

this is just the elevator area

an accident near the Brooklyn side of the Manhattan Bridge - but we were going by so fast that it's a blur