My flight back to NYC from Santa Barbara was cancelled due to the fog you can see offshore here. I was perfectly happy to stay in California another day. As I was running on the beach on that last day, the fog was so dense that I almost ran over a giant pelican that was sitting alone on the sand looking wild and prehistoric. Got a few minutes in the studio back in Brooklyn before the light died on Sunday, shooting a kind of hot air balloon I made out of a plastic bag. Photos to follow.
It is good to be back in New York. After all, who needs sunshine, surf and sand when you can watch a guy falling asleep on the subway with a toothpick in his mouth?