Garden Party

Laurel and I made it out to the Whittaker Music Festival at the Missouri Botanical Gardens yesterday and were among thousands of people to enjoy the perfect weather for wine and jazz (and flowers). The music concluded with a medley of MJ songs, including “Billy Jean,” “Bad” and “I want you back.” Everyone was on their feet. (…were on their feet? …their foots??)

Dancing on the Rooftop

Will Sullivan had a goodbye-to-the-downtown-apartment BBQ last week; I was excited to see the sun set from the 12th story roof. Emily Rasinski modeled for me as the daylight faded behind the City Museum‘s new ferris wheel. This is a composite of two images (in the good shot of her hair, I cut off her arm) and I’ve been trying to learn new ways to apply layer masks and different blending modes. I guess it’s time to crack open the old Photoshop Bible and/or get back on

The evening ended around 10:30 when we realized we had gotten locked outside, still on the roof. I Macgyver-ed us back in using a notched-out REI membership card. As a survival-equipment store, I think they would have been proud.

Dark Angel

I’m not exactly a dog lover, not really a cat lover either, but I’ve found myself more and more amused by my roommate’s toy poodle, Angel. Most of the time tiny dogs are terribly annoying and pretty much helpless, but Angel has an attitude that would take on a pit bull (which actually happened not too long ago, Lauren had to hold Angel back from going after one in the park). I’m still glad I don’t have to worry about her medical bills or food expenses but I admit I’ll miss having her energy around when I move next week…

Movin’ and Groovin’

I helped my wedding photographer friend Ryan Gladstone and his girlfriend, Jamie, move stuff into their new apartment on Thursday and got to meet the kittens! Very nice space near the Delmar Loop, best of luck to them (Ryan, you owe me a beer…). Later, I was in South City and came across these joyful kids dancing to hip-hop songs from an old F-150 parked outside Hollywood Video. I guess being told to wait in the car doesn’t have to be a punishment. When I left I told them to keep on dancing.

The Sky is Falling

Woke up Tuesday morning to the sound of giant squirrels playing tag on the roof. After I cleared my head, it turned out that our building was getting re-shingled and no one had bothered to let us tenants know. Very nice, I love being jolted from sleep at 7am. These guys were figuring out how to cover a hole in the roof over the porch.

(I think he’s totally giving me the finger…)

Welcome Party

My new neighborhood threw me a welcoming party! They called it the Central West End Art & Taste and invited everyone else in the city, which was fine with me. I went all three days and it was the best surprise party I’ve ever been to, even though a lot of the other guests were told to pretend they didn’t know who I was. Andrew came in from Columbia too, with a cameo in shot #2.