M's impromptu stitching on my bathroom curtain panel.

Been pointlessly obsessing over tool rolls since I bought this grubby specimen at a garage/estate sale.

Photos from my trip to the Heath Ceramics factory.

False start, rediscovered on the back of a framed drawing from Meghan.

Wallpapered form work, resultant concrete, and detail from Urban HQ at the Navy yard.

My only photo from Camp Inherwonker 2008.

Academy of Sciences

photo collage of the Delancey Apt.

My off-the-cuff solution to make my monitor's limited vertical viewing range appropriate to sitting on the floor netflix-streaming.

I explicitly forbade the future re-use of the phrase "Macgyver some shit" against me in the case that the monitor fell.

Some accidental hidden geometry in the model of our roof.
I believe the roof shape was intended to resemble waves, but this fragment, with its bend, looks more like waves than our roof.

Philadelphia, PA
12.14.08

Phillies parade from my office window;

Someone at camp mentioned itunes not keeping your playslists, et al, when you reinstall--I just did a fully hard drive wipe/windows re-install, and instead of reimporting anything, I just deleted the contents of the newly created itunes music folder, and replaced it with the old--including the library data file--and it kept all of the playlists.

pretty sweet.

Swiss residence by Steven Holl, in DC.



Herzog & De Meuron's portraits from the wall of notable Swiss.



Custom door hardware detail shots.



Rear terrace.



more photos

Apparently there is some tradition of rubbing the breasts on this statue outside of the Williams and Tsien buildings at Hopkins.



We made it inside a dance studio in one of the buildings. A pretty cool space with a seating nook on the far side from the entrance, the fin wall sets off the area witha different lighting condition. We bothered to close the curtain on the circular track.

Great sign on the Whitney, I believe from this Lawrence Weiner exhibition.

Herzog & de Meuron's 40 Bond
Detail of graffiti-inspired fence.

(There was a cool basement photography bookstore across the street.)