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… are – per usual – up here. do stop by!
the official blog of aric s. queen
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… I’m a horrible human being, taking this long to post photos of nyc + my long weekend in pa. I have some stories for you as well, along with a few tips. and another story about a castle in pa. and haitian voodoo. and nyc. and all sorts of stuff. it’s busy, these days – what with a real job and a lot of other exciting [mostly] things going on. maybe I’ll be able to tell you about them soon? until then, enjoy the photos. they’re pretty good.
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on Sunday morning, I arose from my celler dwellings and out to the local coffee shop for some caffiene and Advil. it was nice as I was walking back and – have I mentioned this? you can see the Statue of Liberty from our street. I had been telling myself over-and-over that ‘some week day, I’m gonna get out there’ [not on the weekend, as it's full of tourist taking advantage of the best deal in NYC], but, with weekdays comes workdays [still getting used to that] and the sun was shining and I had a wonderful case of the ‘fuckits’ and hopped on a train to the ferry. got some great snaps of Lady Liberty – might have even gotten all emotional and stuff, but will leave that for another post. I did, however, spend the rest of the day walking around the Southern Tip, Wall Street and then back around Brooklyn.
I say all of that to say this – I got some good photos.
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… are up here. waiting on you to look at them and then say something nice. photos + blog + book = a serious need to be validated. thanks. I love you. please love me.
‘I have an idea’ said my friend David, a few weeks ago on the phone, ‘it’s kind of weird, you might get wet and probably can’t stand up in it, but it’s something…’
sold.
David, who I hope will let me write about him more in the coming months, was someone who I’d always wanted to be like… but more on that later. what I did know is that he had a very quirky/artsy side to him and I knew that if he was suggesting it, then there had to be a major draw.
so I said ‘yes’. right there on the phone. before even seeing it. he wanted me to come by and check it out, but I already knew that I would like it.
I live in a basement, in case you weren’t following. and I can’t stand straight up when walking under the beams – but that’s okay. it does get wet here when it rains, but that’s okay because 90% of the time, I’ll have a dry home.
wait – I can picture your face right now. that nurturing look made when reacting to someone’s silver lining. but let me stop you right there. I’m making money. a decent amount of money. and I could easily afford to pay $1500 a month to share an apartment with a stranger I met on craigslist.
but I don’t want to pay $1500 a month to share an apartment with a stranger I met on craigslist.
I want to live here.
… I want to live here and I do.
I live in a basement.
more photos to come of the house itsself – I mean, in-suite laundry, a backyard with a bbq grill [unheard of in nyc] and we have a baby grand piano in the middle of our kitchen. banjos hang on the walls and are played whenever bourbon is served. books overload the shelves. an original print from ‘mr. brainwash’ hangs behind me. it’s the most funkiest of places with the funkiest of people [two roommates musicians/sound designers, two of them in theater] and it’s in the gorgeous tree-lined area of park slope. at night, if you look down our street, you can see the statue of liberty.
so – to recap:
- I get a job with a very hip ‘zine in manhattan [more on that in a bit].
- my first weekend in town, I spend it in a 50-million dollar hampton beach house.
- two days later, I have a book launch party that a lot of people showed up to.
- that next weekend, I move here.
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it’s all gone a bit silly, if you ask me.
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I do a lot of walking in New York City. and I’m probably not the first person to write that. maybe I should say something like ‘I love this city’ to add to that attempt at originality. my Leica hasn’t been touched and I don’t know the last time I’ve said that. the little hipstamatic/instagram apps on the iPhone are nothing short of amazing and that’s been my go to. and since I’ve been busy [did I spell that right?], I don’t have much time to write the poignant self-servings you’ve gotten used to.
sorry. I hope these little weekly glimpses end up being something you like, ’cause I like giving people things they like.
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… more here.
and more to come.
true story.
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