My soul is torn apart a bit more each day I don't post on this blog...it's pretty torn up right now, on it's last legs. So, even though I in no way have gone through all the photos I shot in New York, I will get the story telling started with some pre-workshop photos--shot inside the heart of American consumerism. I thought I wouldn't survive on many occasions during the trip. But between the lack of sleep and man-eating M&Ms, I finally pushed through with an ample amount of coffee and bagels. More to come.

