#125, Soho, NYC
Tearing through a manic catalog of one number per day, it's not often I get to orchestrate very much. It's pretty much just air traffic control over here, with occasional riffs on the planes as they land. But every now and then, I get a few smooth transitions in the sequence - a few days of street art in a row, a matching back-to-back color scheme - that make me look much more in control of the work than I actually am. 124, meet 125. I couldn't have planned it better if I tried.