It’s been quite some time since I’ve put photos on Blackfaded, and for that I probably deserve to be slapped. But oh well, I’ve finally found a friendly couch, free time and a Sierra Nevada so let’s get wild. I shot these in DUMBO and while crossing the Manhattan Bridge with a photographer friend who was visiting New York. The park underneath both the Manhattan and Brooklyn bridges is one of my favorite in the city.

As sad as it is to say, I think these are from way back in October. Statues like this seemed super poignant with the Occupy protests in full swing. Click through for a bunch more photos.

I’ve not spent much time in DUMBO, but it seemed a pretty chill neighborhood for being under a bridge.

Matt’s a killer photographer, which makes shooting fun, although frustrating knowing that all his shit is going to blow mine out of the water. So I tend to resort to just catching him in action.

Although I like this. I don’t know how I blacked everything out, it just happened to develop that way in Lightroom. If I could use Photoshop I’d be all over this look.

Good name for a bike.

I’m wondering if I should start farting around more with color processing in photos.

Manute Bol would have killed in the graffiti game.

I told Amber to give me a grumpy look. It’s hard to get her to do it because she’s normally all smiley and pretty. (Aww.)

I think a bad-ass rivet gun would be a fun tool to own.

Kids these days don’t have any respect. Harrumph!

A winged shell is beyond me.

This is more artsy.

Bridges make for a lot of linear shots, which means you have to make sure you frame everything correctly. Here, I wasn’t standing quite centered. Whoops.

Abstract.

I feel like this is one of the most useless signs in history.

I like both of these shots for the color gradients, even if using a lot of lens flare is a bit of a cheap parlor trick.

Speaking of cheap tricks, this is getting really goofy.

The hand with “You go girl” reminds me of N.Y. Rel-X cover art.

After messing around with color balance and lens flare, I needed a super-contrasty photo to complete the cornball processing trifecta.

The graf would really pop more if the sign was just left clean.

Clever.

Cars make for weird subject material, I like the sense of order traffic brings.

I dig this.

Anyone who rides the Q knows these roofs in Chinatown, but they seem to be one of the last vestiges of blanket graffiti in Manhattan.

It’s hard to shoot though, especially with a 35mm prime.

It’s only on the roofs of buildings in two or three square blocks. Odd.

Someone went for the roof of the roof. Meta.

I wonder how easy it is to get on these roofs. A few old ladies were chilling up there when we were around.

I dug the laundry but just could not get the shot I wanted. Here’s the best I came up with.

After making it to Chinatown I packed the camera away in preparation for some dumplings from Vanessa’s, which are occasionally a wonderful hangover cure. Thanks for reading Blackfaded, I promise I’ll be back soon.