Triangular reflections always used to be pain in my ass, so it’s especially pleasing when I pull one off that I really like.

Between Bill and myself, we’ve got a very respectable music collection, heavy on the ecelectic. I’ve got all of mine plus maybe a third of his on my external hard drive, and stream tracks directly to our old but still very servicable stereo. I don’t work well in total silence, and usually something’s on for background noise. Since the old TV died in the summer (and the new one only gets turned on for movies, if that) It’s been the radio or the home jukebox to keep my ears occupied, and I’ve noticed something of late - I’m ignoring my rock collection. Actually, I’m ignoring almost anything that’s got a vocal track.
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It’s been at least five years since I’ve done one, so why not? The original source came from one of my bouts of playing with the camera and the bathroom mirror, if you can believe it.

Nothing but cold and damp, as far as the eye can see. I thought I’d do something light and springtime-y, but even this veers towards the drab. (Though, I think, still interesting.) I’d like to think this is me channeling my seasonal depression in a constructive fashion.

We’re supposed to strive for balance, but some days it just doesn’t happen.

Going for a watercolor-y look here. Not sure how well I succeeded.

I had jury duty today. My civic duty included sitting around in the Bergen Co. couthouse for seven hours before being told that the trial they needed us for had been settled out of court, so we could all go home. Thank god I brought books and an iPod. And my sketch pad. And lunch.

So, I knew that history was repeating itself, but this is ridiculous.

Starting the new year the same way I ended the last, with a picture.