"Fame" at the House of Yes

This month's variety show was hosted by none other than Barbra Walters, fresh and poxy from the hospital.

Also known as Kae Burke in a wig.

There were also many famous faces making cameos. How many can you name?

Forking O'clock

Hoopy-woopy.

Maybe I'm not so up on who the cool kids are (oh hello, I'm apparently my mom), but a few performers' alter egos were a mystery to me. Still pretty darn amazing though!

Seanna Sharpe

Jan Manke

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Event Horizon

Visiting Antony Gormley's permanent installation in Crosby had me thinking back to 2010, to his more transient exhibit here in New York, Event Horizon. I first saw one of the statues on top of a building in Union Square and had the all too predictable moment of fear thinking that the iron man was a jumper.

The creepiness factor is increased when you realize you are being watched.

About a week later I headed down to Madison Square Park on a mission to spot as many of the monoliths as possible. They were everywhere.

It was a pretty grey, nondescript kind of a day. The thick cloud cover made for such dead light I opted to shoot in black and white. I like the added sense of desolation and isolation that brings to the figures.

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A Walk in Dunham Massey

Dunham Massey is a National Trust maintained house, garden and park in Altrincham, not so far from my home town. We bundled the dog into the car and had a ride out to wander the grounds, famous for having a large herd of fallow deer.

My parents adopted Dillon just about a year ago not long after our beloved Connor passed away. Dillon used to be a guard dog and they've worked very hard to train him to be a pet, he's still a little jumpy around strangers and other dogs. Turns out he's not a big fan of deer or swans either.

Startled by a bark.

The deer were incredibly unafraid of both people and German Shepherds, grazing feet from the path and walking alongside us.

Goodbye, deer.

The swans were not so happy to see Dillon, making the strangest hissing sound when he got near.

Swan a-swimming

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Another Place

... in more ways than one.

Right now I'm back in the mother-land, visiting the newest, tiniest, and arguably the cutest member of the family, and picking up a new visa. My visa has been approved so now I'm free to do what I please until I return to my real life back in New York.

The last time I was back in the UK was 2010, and it was cold. So, so cold. There was frost and frozen rain so thick that travel wasn't really possible. This year it's as mild as can be so I finally managed to make it out to the coast to see Antony Gormley's Another Place.

Crosby is only about 40 minutes away from my parent's house, as are many places of stunning beauty I've never been. It was a short ride and well worth it.

The tide was just turning back towards the shore when we got there leaving many of the statues standing sentry on the sand. Some had crocheted garments, others had been made up like painted ladies.

The vista is quite remarkable, with expanses of sand and sky, wind farms on land and sea, tankers out in the bay and cast iron statues whose silhouettes become indiscernible from those of the visitors. If you ever find yourself in the vicinity of Liverpool, head on over and visit the many iron men of Crosby beach.

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