Here are the pictures from Sunday night (below), as promised. I have good commentary but time is short for that today, unfortunately.

I will say that this city opens up to you layer by layer. It peels back its smoggy, elitist shell the more time you spend here. Depending on how you spend your time, and what things you choose to do, it embraces you, or uses you.

Some people are content to be used, and I always thought that was the most pitiful thing imaginable. There are many people in this city who feel like they’re a part of it, part what makes it “go”. But they don’t always recognize that what really makes the city “go”, what keeps Bowery alive and well, are the people doing interesting things, not the people who pose and buy “fun”. Those are actors and you know who they are within the first 5 minutes of the conversation. Actors on a big set that constitutes their only desired reality. I see them as the mechanical characters on the side of the tracks on an amusement ride in a theme park. You see them all around, moving, making sounds, responsive. But when you speak to them, you see them for what they really are. You’d be tempted to wake them up by unplugging them. But wouldn’t they then just die? Would they?

Sometimes it’s just more true than anything else. There are more fake people here than probably anywhere outside of Hollywood.

Happy holiday tomorrow.

I’ll be in Hollow Way Studio.