#51, New Haven, CT
I realize I'm breaking the fourth wall here by appearing reflected in one of my supposed "pictures of cool numbers", but there's an issue that needs to be addressed. Do you notice how I'm holding the camera aloft as if raising the heavenly host above my head? This isn't a one-off. You see, I'm short. Getting some of these pictures is a challenge. I enjoy getting up close to architecture and capturing buildings' souls. I like to get a number square on and yet find myself all too often pointing my lens upward at a compromising angle. I lean over brownstone stairwells at dangerous angles. I stand on tippy-toe. All of these things I'm happy to do as it's the closest I'll ever get to the action-packed life of a photojournalist. But there are days when I long to meet my numbers face to face. As equals. Without tripod, without struggle.