New York: 40th Street and 5th Avenue
Inspiration: All over the world, an hour is an hour, a minute is a minute and a second is a second. So why is it that in New York, it seems as though an hour is a minute. A minute is a millisecond and a second is not even measurable? I suppose that the ever-quickening velocity of the city and the overwhelming number and diversity of things to do here makes time seem as if it is flying at a pace that rivals sonic jets.The shortness of the proverbial "New York Minute" combined with a to-do list that is as long as Lebron James is tall makes me yearn periodically for total, utter relaxation. In its purest form, this means (at least for me) no work, no going out on the town, no photography, no walking around, no reading, no filling my mind with information, not doing anything but just sitting (or lying) around, watching people and time go by. Unfortunately, I've always been (and remain) hyper-conscious of time. The passage of it, the efficient use of it, the pace of it, the waste of it. But sometimes, killing time is the best use of time.
Grrrrrreat serie. The man looks like a master in killing time. A serial time killer.
Posted by: la flore et la faune | October 27, 2009 at 09:23 AM
great post.
many years ago, i stopped wearing a watch when i moved to the caribbean, as it seemed to make little difference in a place known for its lackadaisical attitude about time. we call it "island time". seriously.
Posted by: Stephanie Clayton | October 27, 2009 at 10:38 AM
You have some beautiful photos!
I love to sit here when in new york,and watch people passing by just as he does!
Posted by: Sarah | October 27, 2009 at 11:54 AM
Serial Time killer, so awesome!
I saw EverythingStyle.com's blog about you! So funny cause this morning I was thinking I should ask your permission to feature you as one of my fav. blog's and photographers. There must be something in the air!
Posted by: CRISTI | October 27, 2009 at 02:39 PM
So true!
I remember that about NY: everything was in motion. At any given time, I had like three different plans. We were all used to having back-up plans, since friends would cancel @ the last moment if He called, and no one wanted to be left without a plan.
Maybe I'm older or maybe it's London, but now I LOVE killing time. And I'm happy to be alone in my own skin.
Love also the blurred image of the bird in flight. Movement thru time, standing still.
Posted by: jill | October 27, 2009 at 03:13 PM
I also love the bird capured midflight..."Serial Time Killer." Classic!
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Posted by: Lolitta | October 27, 2009 at 03:32 PM
it surely has to see with age... when you grow up, you discover that life is good and have sense even doing nothing!
Posted by: sofiasophie | October 27, 2009 at 03:51 PM
This reminds me of a scene from Last Chance Harvey where Dustin Hoffman's character is sitting after a long night as the morning dawns. Love it!
Posted by: tanvi @ now craving | October 27, 2009 at 04:29 PM
this man makes me chuckle.
Posted by: faire | October 27, 2009 at 09:41 PM
I want his hat, love it. Check out your Chanel photo on Maison Chaplin! ;)
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Posted by: MAISON CHAPLIN | October 28, 2009 at 03:27 AM
I think you would find it the same with all major financial cities. Hong Kong is another fine example of an hour is a minute.
Posted by: Nicholas Leong | October 28, 2009 at 05:31 AM
Nicholas -- have never been to Hong Kong, but I don't doubt it. But it's not that way in London . . . which is another major hub of finance.
Posted by: The Photodiarist | October 28, 2009 at 08:29 AM
just came across your blog and I love your thoughts! I feel the same about the city. Just walking around killing time with a camera can create a whole day of amazing finds.
Posted by: Islandia | October 28, 2009 at 03:53 PM
Your photos are making me miss living in the city.
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Posted by: Valncami | October 28, 2009 at 10:19 PM
Such a beautiful set of photographs!
I love the way he's take off those shoes to his feet breathe!
Its like a moment captured in time.. beautiful indeed
Posted by: spardha | October 29, 2009 at 08:57 AM
There is an art to beautifully "wasting" time. But as I learned from spending time in Paris and learning to sit at a sidewalk café and do "nothing," it's not really wasted.
Posted by: Style Spy | October 29, 2009 at 10:40 AM
really nice candids!
Posted by: minimodi | November 3, 2009 at 01:04 PM
I love this post. What incredible candids! His earnest expression seems as though he is watching time like it's a physical thing, jutting and jerking throughout space.
Posted by: Ann | November 4, 2009 at 06:04 PM