Photo by myself at the 34th Street subway platform.
A performer dressed completely in gold clothing and makeup looked like he'd had a very rough day.
Or maybe he was still recovering from the night before. This was taken around 6:30 pm on Wednesday.
It's been business as usual here, the days just racing by. I've been swamped at work drawing bathrooms, powder rooms and vanities (for those who don't know, a 'vanity' is the cabinet where the bathroom sink is located).
It seems there is never a shortage of bathrooms to draw up. In fancy houses, there are Powder Rooms, for the guests. There is a Master Bathroom with two sinks, or there are separate bathrooms for him and for her (or him and him, or her and her). Often the toilet has in its own separate little room, for privacy (!).
Of course, the typical New Yorker does not have such luxuries. In my apartment on the Upper West Side, I could not step out of the bathtub/shower without opening the bathroom door, because there was only enough floor space to plant one foot, but not enough space to turn around on said foot.
Yes, I'd have to open the door into my tiny kitchen (basically two closets, one with a sink, the other with a stove, facing each other), and have to dry myself off there.
Funny, my bathroom situation seemed completely normal at the time, I did not give it a second thought. We humans are very adaptable creatures!
Related posts: Gold Guy, at 59th Street, Recovering from a Rough Night, on Avenue A and Green Man, in Washington Square Park.