Tuesday, August 17, 2010
Yesterday was a challenging day. I went into the city to do some photography and see a friend, who unfortunately is in the middle of a break-up with his partner of 16 years. We met for lunch at a Thai restaurant in Chelsea and I heard the story -- at least, the story from my friend's perspective -- and all in all it was a gloomy conversation. I won't get into details, obviously, but it's depressing to think that two people who ostensibly love each other can also be so terrible and hurtful to each other. (Not exactly a newsflash, but also not something I think about very often.)
I did some photography, but the day was overcast and the light wasn't so great. I eventually wandered over to the Angelika Film Center to see "Winter's Bone," a movie about a struggling family in the Ozarks whose patriarch cooks methamphetamine. As you can imagine, not exactly a cheery movie, but a good one.
I came home and found Dave in a state of angst over work. And we're both worried about Ruby, who seems to be getting weaker in her back legs. She has trouble climbing up on the couch and going down the stairs, I think because the fluid in her belly has altered her weight and equilibrium.
And of course, I have a little angst of my own over starting work tomorrow.
Calgon, take me away!
(Photo: A glum fellow sitting on some steps in Soho, yesterday.)