I was up at 5am today to go through a run through Central Park.
That time of morning is always so cool no matter what city you are in. Whether you are watching a beast like New York slowly stretch awake or driving along the fog covered ocean in Los Angeles, pre- dawn always seems so private and personal. It’s like you are sharing a secret between you and the town. The garbage trucks don’t know. The other joggers don’t know. The coyotes scampering up Temescal Canyon don’t know. You have a job!

Lot’s of still photography today and one scene with the lady that plays my wife.  Still photos are amazingly shitty but they have to get done. Whenever you see family pictures in a movie on the table or the mantle of the fire place, that took an entire day to make those happen. After you get your picture taken for a few hours, the Art Department does it’s magic and drops in trees and roller coasters behind you to make it all look so real. Very time consuming and it’s hard for me to sit still that long.  If I was ever president my Presidential Portrait would be blurry from me goofing off. I am going to walk the dog, eat some breakfast and go to Criminal Intent.

More later…