john conn photography
last summer, i found john conn at the austin street in forest hills at the street fair. he had amazing photographs from the 80’s - i posted about it last summer on my personal website (not tumblr), so i figured i’d share it here in case anyone missed it. the shots are amazing, go buy some prints or tshirts!
i can never find a good reason to use this font, but i thought this was cute<3 :)
#ilovemyborough
since my coming of age around 12/13 i absorbed and turned into:
an r&b and hip-hop head, an alternative/grunge and punk lover, a beavis & butthead (and daria) addict, a tommy hil and nautica consumer, a huge advocate of handball and public nyc parks, a rocker of a black bugaboo columbia jacket, a drinker of the finest st. ides special brew and liquors around all by 14, a super nintendo gamer nerd, a misfits addict, a graphic designer, a web designer, a super-sneaker-out-of-the-houser, a great kisser, a roamer of queens in general, a bay terrace mallrat, a thief kleptomaniac, a greenwich village dweller, a make-out slut, a smoker of pot, an adopted latina, a stoop dweller, a total hard ass, a pin cushion (i’ve had like, 11 piercings), a mosher, a friend of vampires, an MTV offices regular, a raver, a lover of anything with synth in it, a mild drug user (e), a cam girl, a blogger, a saucony’s/vans girl, an awesome girlfriend to few, a frequent MTA rider, a south-bronx dweller, a ska-loving skanker, a chick magnet, a bouncing souls show regular, a high school graduate, a video store clerk/manager, a jackass addict, an ikea addict, a tony hawk pro skater pro, an aimless whitestone stroller, a myspace fan, a graffiti lover, a sparks drinker, a roommate, a loner, a restaurant manager, a toughlover<3, a pet owner, a traveler, a glassjaw addict, a camper, a wifey, a guest list dweller, a mistress, a canvas for a few tattoo artists, a full-time website developer, someone with multi-colour hair, a brooklyn resident, a ranger fan (again<3), a tweeter, and most importantly a (self-destructively/overly loyal) good friend… etc.
which leaves me feeling like i love how all over the place i’ve been, good and bad.
i’ve also been realizing as i get older that NYC is really fucking tiny. and the older i get, the closer the social circles are linked.
(this has been proven many times in the last year…)
i have a folder called “iphone sort” that i clearly haven’t sorted through since last year… lol… this is my one and only picture from seeing weezer last halloween.
i’d been waiting to see them for 15 years, it was special for me…
i took george.
oy vey.
also: thanks for blocking my “r” ya dick.
the two lights are up in nyc… i saw them from dumbo tonight - and then again at marcy ave… i can’t even describe how it feels (i mean aside from horribly sad). i wish i could see the twin towers from my views now… i saw the skyline from jersey > port authority on 09/10 - the day before it all happened (literally - the night before… like, 9 hours before…). just visiting becca and frank on a whim in montclair, NJ… i remember looking at it and just feeling something strange that i couldn’t describe… just took it all in. (one last time.)
i dated a boy named harold that lived (literally) next to the twin towers - downtown. and we used to sit on his roof and sit right next to them. not only will i always associate him with that, but also - i keep the view fresh in the mind. i can still see it.
RIP everyone
