Noah Cardiel Holt | My life according to other people

The other day when I picked Noah up from school Ms. Ella was reading them a story on the steps that lead to the classroom.

That was the best part of the trip. The worst part was the rain.

Crazy days we live in huh? Noah can read a book in Brooklyn to Aunt Mindy in NC.

Noah with a big ole scrape from a fight he had with some cement stairs.

Saturday morning we went for a run, then walked over to Underwood Park and played for a little while.

Trolls.

Brisket for lunch at The Brooklyn Flea.

Book shopping.

These are the kind of people that hang out at The South Street Seaport.

Silly.

Sappy.

Post-nap, post-Thanksgiving, mid-chilling.  First a quick run to the store.

A gift from Auntie Mindy!

Things quickly got out of control, for some…

The greatest part about me and all of my friends being globe trotting international taste-makers, is that even though Mark and Sara live in Los Angeles, their influence on contemporary photography is needed in New York from time to time. When the people (the lowly, helpless people) throw up the great camera beacon in the sky (think Batman) we/they have to respond. Once the creative catastrophe is cleaned up, we can kick back and read Noah a bed time story.

These are the days of Noah’s life.