For the record, posting a picture from midtown Manhattan on January 1st is as close as I'm ever getting to Times Square on New Year's Eve. This skull-like hand-drawn creature lives in, where else, Hell's Kitchen, tucked away inside a brick-lined corridor at #365 on a street in the west thirties that's seen better days.
Lest the dizzy layers of images behind the 365 wreak havoc with your post-champagne brain, if you look closely, you can also make out the reflected images of buildings; the number is pasted onto a glass door. I thought this hand-scrawled monster would make a suitable mascot for those of you who may be suffering through a less-than-clear head on this fine first day of the new year. Whatever your state of mind, I'd like to extend a very happy 2011 to friends both old and new. Now then. Let's get the real countdown started.