For the 4th of July, we visited PJ in the morning, then walked across the GW Bridge to NJ, for a picnic at a Revolutionary War site. Above is a shot of Reagan on the GW Bridge, standing beneath the “largest free-flying American flag in the world; 90 feet (27 m) long and 60 feet (18 m) wide, the flag weighs 450 pounds (200 kg),” according to Wikipedia. The shot above doesn’t really allow for proper reference.

The shot below is looking back at NYC from the historic Ft. Lee battery.

Here is a shot of the flag after dark, from the Manhattan side. The shot below gives a better idea of how large the flag actually is.

And finally,  another one of these shots. This time, with the towers lit up for the holiday.

I had a blast this morning shooting the latest stuff from the guys at Only. I was able to recruit Samuel, again. He was a good sport about getting up at 5:30 for the shoot. In this shot he is rocking the new Only New York “Fish Tank.” It is needless to say that I love the name. Getting so amped for this weekend, and it isn’t even Friday, yet.

I was in the park last night, doing what I like to do (playing with cameras). On the way out, I decided: “Since I’m here with my gear, why not grab a slow-shutter shot of the GW?” So, I grabbed the image below. For extra fun, check out the full resolution version here.

I mean, look at this thing:

I have complained about New York City’s lack of authentic Mexican food, on more than one occasion. Several kind people have made suggestions of restaurants to try. The suggestions usually did end up leading to some pretty good food. But, I think that maybe after seeing the photo above (purchased from a taco truck in the bay area, CA),  it will be a little more clear what I’m looking for. I feel like I shouldn’t have to go all of the way to Cali to get a $5 Tijuana-special carne asada. Thanks to Zach for documenting the very thing that I have been searching so diligently for in the city that supposedly has everything.

Speaking of diligently searching. I was finally able to track this down, late Wednesday night.

The title of this post sounds like a children’ s movie about a pet who dies. I didn’t have a pet who died (recently). But I have to say that I’m pretty bummed out that all of the pieces (that I know of) that Banksy left around the city this weekend, have been defaced, if not completely destroyed. I’m so glad that I was able to see them in person before they were messed with. I shot all of them for Highsnobiety early Monday and had someone (in most cases, a passer by) snap one of me next to the art, with the point and shoot cam.

The photo above was by a really nice guy I flagged from the street. He asked me if I wanted it to be a creative shot (only in DUMBO), then accidentally dropped his diet Pepsi shooting it.  He wouldn’t even let me reimburse him for the drink.

I’m doing the same face as the guy in the painting. Thanks, German guy for shooting this one for me.

Thanks, Col for snapping the one above. Finally, remember this one? Here it is 48 hours later.

(Photo: Aman*Duh.)

I was at club Amnesia last night covering an event. Jigga was supposed to be there, but had to leave town at the last minute. It was still a pretty sick party. They had these cirque du soleil-type acrobats swinging around from the ceilings.

The weather had been cloudy and kind of rainy all day. I was grateful that it petered out to just plain old cloudy, by the time I was trekking all over town last night. Also, it made for a cool shot of the Empire State Bldg.

Sunday morning, we were up at the crack of dawn, for a bike ride. It was such amazing weather. We just pretty much stuck the to the usual and headed down the Hudson River path going south. Early in the morning, we pretty much had the park to ourselves. It was really quite amazing. As we approached mid-town, it was a bit of a zoo. There were two cruise ships at the docks, that appeared to be preparing to depart. So there was a ton of traffic coming in and out of the terminals.

As we were passing the Circle Line piers, we heard a loud crunch/crash, directly behind us. I hit my brakes and turned around just in time to see a dudes bike come flying out from underneath the cab that he had just been hit by. I dropped my bike and ran over. He was able to roll out from under the cab, which I took as a good sign, especially given the fact that he wasn’t wearing a helmet. Reagan was on the phone with 911, as some police officers showed up. It was a  pretty nerve racking experience. It was pretty scary, but luckily it wasn’t worse.

After the incident, we continued downtown, and had brunch at the North Cove Marina, before lounging a bit at the Battery Park City Promenade, and heading back up town.

After the bike ride, we headed up to visit Piper. She was in a foul mood again, Sunday, until I let her watch some ukulele videos on my phone. For whatever reason, that was all she needed. After watching one or two, she was all smiles and party-time.

We tried her out in the chair again, too. Since she was in a better mood, it seemed like she sort of liked it. Although, she still clearly preferred Reagan’s lap, understandably hehe.

Later Sunday evening, we had the really fun opportunity of visiting our friends, and their brand new baby, at the hospital. Their little guy is super cute. He was in a pretty mellow mood, too, considering the fact that we interrupted his lunch, when we arrived. Reagan enjoyed holding the little guy, and I enjoyed watching.

I didn’t mean to post so much this morning. But I woke up early to move the car, and run (which I intentionally park on a Monday side, last night, so that I would have to get up), and it is pouring outside. So, the running part, didn’t really workout for me, this morning.

Saturday night, Reagan and I attended the May Day gallery opening at the Deitch Gallery in SoHo. It’s kind of a big deal, because it is the last show for the Deitch Gallery before the owner moves off to LA to curate some museum. The other reason is because the artist is Shepard Fairey.

I wanted to get there kind of early, but track construction on the A line, made sure that didn’t happen. So we arrived amidst a sea of chaos that had already been brewing for about an hour and a half. We ended up not even being able to say what’s up to Shepard, since he was too busy being mobbed by all of the high-profile types that came out for the event.

Above, is a shot of Fairey talking to Russel Simmons. I know the shot looks totally sleazy and paparazzi-ish, but I swear it wasn’t like that.

Here is one of my favorites, from the night. As we were leaving, Tyson Beckford was coming out.

Even though I should have spent the evening picking up trash, planting trees and rescuing puppies, I went to a party, instead. I mentioned earlier this week about my friend Zach’s connex with Kiehl’s. Well, unfortunately Jeff Koons and Pharrell didn’t make it out to the party. But it was still a really good time.  I had a great time chatting it up with Zach, and the other guys shooting the event.

I also ran into/met Joanna, a blog-o-sphere friend for the first time, in person. I always wondered if it would be an awkward situation, when and if I ever met someone in person, who I had previously only come to know the online version of. As it turns out, it wasn’t awkward, at all. I’m sure it helped matters that we have some mutual (real life-o-sphere) friends in common. Reagan and I have both been reading her page, since she featured an item relating out our friends, a little over a year ago. Actually, Reagan was probably reading before that. Anyway, she is just as nice, cute and friendly in real life as you would expect her to be, from reading her work.

Here are a few additional photos from the party: