vintage wood carved mirror...
hudson, ny
photos © anita aguilar
Sunday, September 12, 2010
Thursday, September 9, 2010
2010 us open: first days and the last
Wednesday, September 8, 2010
hudson: the sweet youth...
i like how she rolls. radio flyer, pillow, shades, full backpack and a blow pop.
the city kids have been missing out.
aww.
meet new friend jarvis, who sells delicious, spicy gingerbread (which kept nerves at bay during our accidental "twilight tour" through the catskills...) and cider doughnuts (sister reports hers was still good and fresh the next morning).
Sunday, September 5, 2010
window dressing: new york dolls
everybody watching, walking
the gesture of her hand...
14th street, nyc. sept 4, 2010
photos © anita aguilar
photo(shop) shots: anthropologie
i don't shop for clothes at anthropologie (not really) but i enjoy an occasional walk-through, the mise en scene (mise en shoppe?): a jangle of color and pattern, varied light, inventive materials, "charm" in every nook. never thought to take photos until yesterday, but i was in the mood to play with color...these are for my sister.
"your" favorite blue toolbox
silver radiator chair, and the lacey spiderweb
paper posies
anthropologie at chelsea market. sept 4, 2010.
photos @ anita aguilar
Saturday, September 4, 2010
Thursday, September 2, 2010
Wednesday, September 1, 2010
Tuesday, August 31, 2010
2010 us open: lost opportunities
can you see gulbis' racquet on the ground? the toss happened too quickly. i missed it.
i witnessed one upset today, up-close and personal, from the sun-seared front row of court 13. ernests gulbis lost in straight sets to luke perry's continental twin, frenchman jeremy chardy, in straight sets.
but the theme for the rest of the day seemed to be about missed chances--players like troicki, groth and fognini nudged bigger-named, better players (djokovic, sharapova, verdasco respectively) toward upsets, but couldn't capitalize on opportunities, earned or gifted.
it was certainly true for me, on the sidelines. my camera died, right around 2 in the afternoon, as i was taking pictures--from an obscenely close vantage point, just to make it even more cruel--of tommy robredo. i don't know what happened. did the camera overheat? did it short out? is tommy robredo so handsome that he stunned my camera into powerlessness?
all i know is i couldn't take a single photo the rest of the afternoon and evening. it really took the shine off the event for me. i enjoyed some of the play, but i couldn't helping thinking of the shots, expressions, moments i could have tried to catch. it was really so very disappointing.
there's always next year. heck, there's maybe even a next week, if i can figure out what the problem is.
and, on the bright side, i'm happy with the shots caught in the early part of the day. if these are the last photos i take with my canon rebel, well, then we went out, really swinging.
hope you like them, too.
ernests gulbis
ernests gulbis
ernests gulbis, mid-tiff, with the chair umpire....
ernests gulbis
ernests gulbis
jeremy chardy
and these two of tommy robredo are going to make some ladies in my family very happy. i like them a lot too. (the black "hooded" areas show that the camera was just about crapping out...)
all photos © anita aguilar
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