A collection of found objects decorates a wall of my bathroom. Some are mundane parking stubs from Manhattan garages I admired for the stark typography. Others are cards for clubs. My favorites are cards taken from phone booths (remember those?) on my visits to London and Brighton— advertising hookers and taxi cabs. Great copy: ‘New Girls Every Night’, ‘£1 Tequilas’, ‘Luxury bedrooms’…

I designed the bathroom to have the look of a public place (graffiti on another wall). It’s personal though, a lot of the cards bring back memories; a ticket to the London Eye, a business card from a stay at the Hilton Millennium next to the World Trade Center the July before it was no more, a card from a Wagamama in London which hit the spot for the the love of my life and me after a drizzly exploration of the theater district, a Virgin Atlantic boarding stub from the same trip. Every once in a while I stop and look at it all. Tucked into the station clock in the center of all this is a slip from a fortune cookie from a dinner long forgotten that reads ‘A thrilling time is in your immediate future’, kind of a reminder I guess, that each day is a new one.