evenings in washington sq park = one of the chillest things i’ve ever experienced (although one time, cb and i got screamed at, and i mean screaaaamed, by this homeless man, and it was actually really scary because it looked like he was going to hit me. but that’s another story for another day)
this is what i was describing earlier. including myself in the scene, to make it more real. i don’t know where that water was coming from, but it was running all over that pathway. i think photos like these are pretty intimate, actually, cuz i’m showing you what i see, very directly. and, i don’t know why i sound like such a pretentious and proper douche when i write in my photoblog, but i can’t help it. i just turn kinda surrious. but yeah i guess i just want my photos to portray some kind of intimate and loving look at life, and to engender greater enjoyment of it, and gratitude for it.