Between the Christmas shopping, babysitting, decorating, and all the other errands I do around here, painting has taken a back seat. That should be only for the time being. Blogging has also had to wait it's turn.
I have been writing here for quite a while and it's a very satisfying activity, but right now it's hit or miss. Every day that I go out and do my thing, I return home and hit my head that I forgot to take pictures of my surroundings.
New Yorkers rarely turn their heads at anything. Most craziness is not that interesting to us. Okay, we do take note of the nuts that exist, but it's not like we make a big deal out of stuff out in the open. But someone taking photos of nothing is something we might pay some attention to. Since we had the terrorist attacks on 9/11/01 people taking random pics are eyed suspiciously. A while ago some men were taking photos of one of the bridges leading in and out of Manhattan. They were suspected of planning some plot. So yes, I might feel a little weird if people see me stand around and take a picture of nobody.
Anyway, during one of my Christmas shopping jaunts I remembered my camera and peering around that there was no one looking at me I took a couple of photos of the vast, full parking lot at the local mall. Roosevelt Field was jam packed, but I found a great parking spot. I mean great because as I pulled into the lot a car was just getting out. Bam! blinkers on and I was in it! Mall parking lots can be cut-throat.
I guess if I thought of it I could have taken a photo of the masses of humanity shopping in the mall too. You know what? I had shopping of my own to get done. My free time is limited so I had to make the best of what time I had. I must say that yesterday happened to be quite productive. Am I done? I'm not sure. If I have time I will let you know. In the mean time, I have to get back to babysitting now.
I'm coming Baby!