Some photographs from the Prospect Park Zoo. I wish there was a bunch of bananas in the last picture to make the left hand side more interesting. I'll have a few more pictures from the park itself at some point, but there wasn't much light that day, so therefore not many pics are that exciting. It was a good exercise, and it was good to work on my compositional skills, but not a whole lot came out of it that's worthy of going in my portfolio. I do really like the last photo here, however.


I'll end with a story:

Picture the coast of Montauk, a harbor with piers 50 feet high. Small ladders descend from these platforms down to 5 large sailing ships achored there. Anthony Bourdain is accompanying me on a trip around the world in a sailboat, but I have to find the right ship. It's a dark night, the landscape devoid of life, the wind whipping around me as I climb down thin ladders to the bucking and rolling ships at the bottom. I almost fall several times trying to get back to the ladder as I find no one aboard. I can't find the right ship, no one seems to be around. Finally, all of a sudden I'm in a ship, as if my subconcious got fed up with me risking my life and teleported my corporeal body. Anthony enters the hold. There are a few talking terriers walking around, and all of a sudden a rabbit with a beak. Not a large parrot beak, but a small one, like on a baby chick. I say that I always wanted a rabbit, and nuzzle it. It talks to me. Anthony makes a statement, that whatever drugs are aboard, they should be brought out immediately and that everyone must share to keep each person high for as long as possible during the voyage. The chick-a-bunny produces a large bag of weed, and everyone (everyone being me, Tony and several talking cute mutant animals) makes celebratory noises. Bourdain pours himself a large drink, and gets me a Sam Adams. The bunny mutant has now turned into a giant baby chick, and passes me an electronic device, asking me if I can tweet for him. I've never used twitter in my life. But this is like a notepad program in a small hand held device, similar to the electronic pets that were in vogue about 15 years ago. I type "tweet, tweet, tweet," and a small bird flies across the screen and says "tweeeeeet." I begin to get drunk, and the dream ends.