Archive for the ‘Photography’ Category

In which The Gay Recluse attempts to use a new “macro” lens. So yeah: The Globularia stygia we bought last year at Stonecrop Gardens is in bloom. These first two pix we took with the regular lens. Then we took some drugs tried out a new macro lens. We are reminded of a record cover […]


In which The Gay Recluse says goodbye to the cruelest month. Our hands were shaking a little bit, here. (It’s been a tough few weeks, hasn’t it?)


In which The Gay Recluse retires to our garden in Washington Heights. Date of photograph: April 28, 2008, around 6:30pm It’s hardly a secret that sometimes the spring garden looks better in the rain. Today was one of those days… One of our favorite plants is the creeping yellow groundcover, which we bought a few […]


In which The Gay Recluse invites readers to get drunk enjoy art in person. Reader John Anthony Frederick sent us the following flier today for his photo exhibition in Albany: To all of our readers in Albany: Hey, we think you should go! The tree photos look extremely cool: distant, distorted and contemplative. (Why not […]


In which The Gay Recluse holds a contest. Sort of. Today we received two unofficial entries for the contest, “unofficial” because 1) the first statue is in Europe and we are primarily interested in locating the hottest gay statues in the U.S., and 2) the second statue doesn’t exist except in someone’s photoshopallucination! Yet we […]


In which Dante and Zephyr take over The Gay Recluse. Friends! Laugh all you want, but the truth remains: Not every cat is a lolcat!


In which The Gay Recluse becomes a flaneur. Date of pictures: April 23, 2008 Location: 35th Street between 5th Avenue and Madison. We often think about the city streets as we would the surface of a lake. We imagine worlds beneath us we cannot ever see. The windows down are beautiful, however. Looking through them, […]


In which The Gay Recluse works in the garden. Of all the trees that populate our dreams and fantasies, the dawn redwood — a deciduous conifer — must go at the top of the list. Long thought to be extinct, it was discovered in the 1940s in a secret canyon in China. (And not just […]


On Miranda

20Apr08

In which The Gay Recluse appreciates Miranda. Many years ago we had a friend named Miranda. She was the coolest! She wore the smallest backpack ever! It was gold and she used it to carry her cigarettes in it and nothing else, and even that was a tight fit. She was a photographer and a […]


In which The Gay Recluse becomes increasingly obsessed with the George Washington Bridge. Time of photographs: April 19th, 7:00-8:00 (ish). Washington Heights is a place of extremes. Even the clouds are intense. Life is nothing but abrasive. Washington Heights is completely bereft of visionaries. But resonates with the dead genius of the past. Here we […]


In which The Gay Recluse becomes increasingly obsessed with the George Washington Bridge. Date of photographs: April 18, 2008, 8:00pm-ish I, too, have an obsession with the George Washington Bridge. However, mine involves a nagging compulsion to complete a football pass from the deck of the bridge to a buddy on the ground below. —Ryan […]


In which Dante and Zephyr take over The Gay Recluse. Friends! Let’s be perfectly clear: not every cat is a lolcat!


In which The Gay Recluse becomes increasingly obsessed with The George Washington Bridge. Time and date of photographs: April 17, 2008, 7:00 – 8:00 pm (ish). Originally the George Washington Bridge was meant to be clad in stone but fortunately they ran out of money. This is not a pattern we ever get tired of […]


In which The Gay Recluse hears from two correspondents at once. Today we received the following report and very large photograph from London: The London Eye and The Jessica Watch team up for some fox hunting in London. Woah, Nellie! Is that a fox? (Apparently so, according to The London Eye and The Jessica Watch.) […]


In which The Gay Recluse welcomes the spring garden. The hellebore is perhaps not the most spectacular flower, but we like it anyway: it’s a dependable friend. We feel reassured. After months of planning, the first guests have finally arrived and they seem to be having a good time! The hellebore is thousands of years […]


In which The Gay Recluse admires random acts of beauty garbage. If you’re like us, you’ve long wondered what would happen if you took the world’s largest (and Con Edison branded!) tote, propped it open with a broken sawhorse and left it for a week on 35th Street and 5th Avenue. Would anyone move it? […]


In which The Gay Recluse photographs shipwrecks lining the Hudson north of the George Washington Bridge. Time and date of photographs: March 30, 2008 (afternoon) As usual, there were those who did not survive the winter. We tend to look at the wreckage with some disdain: “That could never happen to us!” Yet! There is […]


In which The Gay Recluse becomes increasingly obsessed with The George Washington Bridge. Time and date of photographs: April 3, 2008, wheneverness. Work was difficult this week. It was hard to concentrate. Life felt very distant. We wished we could take a nap. Somehow it never ends. “I, too am obsessed with the George Washington Bridge, […]


In which Deirdre’s Terrain checks in with The Gay Recluse. Today we received this startling news report and follow-up analysis from our Manhattan correspondent Deirdre’s Terrain: ieeww I hate people who post picts & videos of their KIDS at the beach taking a bath etc etc… playing with their iPhone.. YUCK! why do parents post […]


In which The Gay Recluse contemplates human conception from a safe distance. Today we introduce our newest correspondent The Jessica Watch, who has expressed a willingness to satisfy our admittedly perverse voyeuristic impulses and keep us apprised as she moves ever closer to having a kid. TJW reports: I just had a barrage of tests, […]