Depending on how you stumbled upon this blog, you may or may not know what the hell is going on. The story is this: I'm riding every subway line in New York City from end to end. Along the way I take pictures, and afterward I write about it. It's sort of the opposite of those people who try to ride all the trains in a race; I'm doing them slowly and trying to get at least one photo of each station and especially any art installations or historical or interesting bits topside. For a more in depth explanation, see the first post. I also have to ride the subway nearly every day for far more mundane reasons, so I figure I might as well write about the experience of being a subway rider as a whole.
vegan in new orleans, hurrah. i was born in a storm, and raised in one too. and then one named katrina changed my life. i have a hard time saying where i'm from, but i can tell you for sure that my heart and my home are in new orleans, the place where i wasn't born. i left there after nine years not knowing what i had - what's that old cliche? now i've returned with a better appreciation. in the interim, i spent 5.5 years in nyc riding the subway and taking pictures. i get by with a husband who loves to drive me crazy, four rescued rabbits, and one rescued monster who thinks himself a cat.