Posts tagged “Night


Behind the Pepsi Cola Sign in Long Island City

Behind the Pepsi Cola Sign in Long Island City

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A Yoga Instructor with the Manhattan Skyline in the Background

A Yoga Instructor with the Manhattan Skyline in the Background

This is from a shoot I did with Dina Ivas in Long Island City. I wanted the photo to have a slightly surreal look while maintaining focus on the musculature and pose of this yoga instructor. Follow my posts on Facebook for discounts and info about photo sessions.


The Marquee Night Club, New York

The Marquee Night Club, New York

Good night, Astoria

It’s been a long and productive day. And with that, I bid you goodnight, Astoria. Time to chill the eff out.

Astoria, NY
April 27, 2013

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Tattoos with Friends

This was about a month back. I was covering an event for UrbanDaddy at Capitale. My friend and I were upstairs in the VIP area where a tattoo artist from Black Banditz had set up to ink revelers up with free tattoos. To get into the mix, we each picked from their selection of free work and got some new ink. This sequence of photos features this artist working on my friend’s forearm.

New York City
February 22, 2013

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Timo Weiland After Party at Le Baron

Chinatown seems to be the growing hot spot these days as I’ve noticed my work continues to take me there. There’s a lot to like about it. It has the sleaze and grit of the Lower East Side from 10-15 years ago and lots of places to easily fit in a speakeasy or venue. I had never been to Le Baron before this night but it got an A+ in my book.

The band that is playing is called Cable.

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(Photographed for UrbanDaddy.)

Le Baron
New York City
February 7, 2013


Somewhere out there, something amazing is happening

Flat Iron District
New York City
December 12, 2012


Exploding Light and the Love/Hate Thing About New York

Remove the big buildings, strip the streets and bars and you’ll get to the real essence of this city. The people who walk past late night pizzerias, buzzed on alcohol, drugs or loneliness maintain the rhythm while the rest sleep before the next workday. The bars crowd with people who spend the day working hard.

The unofficial motto of NYC is “work hard, play harder.” There are people that live here from all over the world, bouncing into each other like a cultural atom smasher. Music plays at all hours of the day and night and there’s always a bar open if you know where to look. It’s not New Orleans where a culture and architecture has been developed and kept for a few hundred years. Our buildings are demolished, built on the rubble of the past and occupied by the modern citizens. The culture changes with every generation. There’s a ley line here, attracting mischief, dreamers and those who pass by on a whim.

The edge of the universe borders the East or Hudson rivers. We’re so close to the ocean but the salty air never wafts through. Just 45 minutes north of the city, the steel and concrete of the buildings are replaced by some of the oldest mountains in North America. The nearby hills teem with flora and fauna that are indigenous just to this state. Old towns such as Sleepy Hollow revel in their spooky mystique with old church yards and ancient cemeteries. Revolution springs from the seeds of the Enlightenment. And underground the subway tubes blend into roots.

I’ve had a love/hate relationship with this city for the last 4 or 5 years but lately, I’ve been appreciating it more. When I think of which other city I could move to, a gnawing feeling digs in my heart: Would I miss New York City too much to leave it for long?

New York City
Facing Times Square
December 10, 2012

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What Art? Last Night’s Misadventure at New Museum, Manhattan, NY

Last night I went to New Museum for a members only cocktail party/preview for their new exhibit called, Ostalgia. Most of the night was spent by bar service getting loaded on some amazing vodka of which name I can’t remember (something organic and from 1580). I brought my camera along and took a zillion pictures.

The exhibit, from what I saw looks pretty sick with a lot of innuendo and suggestive video collage. I’m usually not into this stuff but this was exceptional. If you get the chance, head on down there and check it out!


This is all about Alfred Hitchcock here (my favorite)