Fresh wheat-paste street artwork by Brooklyn-based artist Bast at one of the usual spots on Crosby Street in SoHo.
High heels on the dance floor at the Tribeca Film Festival wrap party.
The Heineken honeycomb attracts all the curious bees. We found the most interesting Venezuelan photographer here. Life is synchronicity connecting like the links uniting each comb. Keep exploring. – Ryan
Originality on deck at west 21st in Chelsea. We are here for the finale of the TriBeCa Film Festival and the decks are spinning, emerald green emerging from the floor, pushing up though the bass in between the concrete. The crowd is subdued, wont for intensity, douche bag quotient peaking, present company notwithstanding, but ultimately alive in the dude rocking the N98 Brasil track jacket. – Ryan
We’ve passed the blog-posting controls to Ryan, with whom we’ve been drinking at the massive open bar at the TriBeCa Film Festival wrap party in Chelsea.
Ryan is going to guest-live-blog for a couple of posts. Take it away, Ryan.