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Yesterday, in the middle of the crazy snow storm, our photography professor sent us all out to take more pictures for class. A few of my buddies and I went out to Coney Island to shoot it in the storm. By the time we got all the way out there and stopped at the original Nathan's Famous for lunch, the snow had stopped and some cloudy sun came out. I was looking forward to dreary, grey, snowfall pictures of the site, but the light was a nice consolation. The strip and the boardwalk are incredible. I wish that I could go back in time eighty years and hang out there. Like this girl...

It was amazing yesterday.  Mid-winter, after a snowstorm no less, it was so quiet and deserted.  Here are some of my shots, mixed with some touristy ones for you too.

NYU's Bobst Library today:

Philip Johnson

I'm so happy to be in here and not out there right now.

Gross wet snow is bogging down the city right now, along with my life it feels like.  Ugh.  I just ran into this image on Google street view in my neighborhood.  People on the streets are wearing light jackets, if any.  And there are tulips....ahhhhh, tulips. 

I go out and see places for my photography class, when I'd otherwise be stuck in Avery Hall working.  This is a good thing.

Queensboro Bridge on Tuesday.

Railroad tracks along the Hudson in the Bronx on Sunday.

It's officially blizzarding outside.  So fun.  Although it's as if New York's never gotten snow before.  Yesterday morning, they cancelled all public schools for today...like 18 hours before the first flake fell.  Strange. 

My final semester started today...the beginning of the end. Can't believe it. Well, I can, I think I'm just in the habit of saying I can't believe it, because that's what everyone says. But I can.

Anyway, the beginning of my end now involves the beginning of next year's new students. Along with a few other third-years, I'm helping to review applications for next fall admissions, and we had a meeting today, to be instructed on how to evaluate the applications. It struck me how perfectly full-circle this will probably feel, helping to admit (or deny) these newbies, as I'm peacing out to move onto my next thing. But how strange it'll feel to be in a position of judgment. Who am I?

I imagine it'll be really satisfying but kind of uncomfortable, empowering and maybe a little intimidating. I fear flipping open the file on someone applying for my position at school, who is more qualified than me now...and being forced to commend them while second-guessing myself. I'll try to stick to the satisfying and empowering parts. But mostly, I think it'll be really interesting and enlightening...to see where people are coming from, what they've studied, and how they put together a portfolio. And to bring it back to myself of course, I'll probably wonder where my application fell, in a similar group of applications three years ago. But I'm judging them though, not me, right?

We stayed at the Hudson Hotel on Sunday night. It's so swanky and hip...so Gossip Girl. We had cocktails in the library bar before dinner and another after dinner in the club. Fancy, huh?

We took lots of pictures.

I snuck away from finals business at school tonight for a tiny excursion. Destination: Anthropologie in Rockefeller Center. Goal: land a party dress for Saturday and get all Christmas-y while I was down there. It was a spectacle. Soooooo many people. And everyone was taking pictures of everything. So, I did too:

The Christmas tree stands are up on Broadway.

I slow down my stride and breath through my nose as I walk by....mmmmm.