Welcome to gilblog! As a kid up through my college years, I kept a daily (sometimes hourly) journal. I have every journal I ever kept stashed in a milk-crate. Somehow that crate has managed to fit in every one of my tiny NYC apartments over the past 7 years. In the years following college, I bought a few journals and very quickly they turned into pages filled with to-do lists, grocery lists, and a massive collection of business cards. I haven’t written in a journal in over 5 years…
Seven months ago while packing up our Manhattan apartment (in preparation for our big move to Brooklyn), the crate somehow ended up at the Salvation Army around the corner along with a few boxes of unwanted clothes and mismatched kitchen utensils… lucky I (quickly!) realized it & was able to run back to the 8th avenue Chelsea branch just in time to (literally!) pull the box off of the departing truck of junk. As I carried the heavy journal-filled crate back to our almost empty apartment, I realized the importance of keeping a journal, and how much I missed it. I may never revert back to long hand journal writing and sketching, but my days are still filled with thinking, doing, and seeing. And so why not share what I think, what I do, and what I see. A public journal. Scary, but hopefully fun.
nyc, ny interior photographer | emily gilbert photography 
Great shots of Coney Island Emily. Just before I started teaching art at MTHS, I sold stuffed animals for a major company, and my territory was Brooklyn. Once a year, in winter, I would sell my “closeouts” to a beautiful old woman who owned more than half of the booths at Coney Island. When we ended our meeting she would say “I insist that all my salesmen ride with me on my ferris wheel to close the deal”. She would open up a building, hit the lights. and I could choose any wooden horse to ride. She was very old, so she sat down in a guilded carriage as the organ music played. It was snowing outside and the sky was a purple gray. Truly a surreal memory. Noel Glaser
Love the pics, love the commentary, love the concept. Especially love the fresh new spin you’re able to put on life…yours AND mine! You made me stop and think about your words. Hmmmm, not easy to do to an old broad like me, but you did it; YOU DID IT!! I’m not a blogger, in fact, I was a virgin at this till now. You’re my first. Doubt that I’ll do it again, but sure am glad you were the one to pop my cherry! xxoo
I’m so proud of you! You have always been a very special person. Now you have become an amazing artist, photographer, writer, and adult. I love you for you, and for all your ability to take on challenges and see life through many lenses.
xoxo mom
Where is the amazing hotdog shot. And please add a scary childhood story. Can’t wait to hear…
Hey Emily- Congratulations on the launch of your blog. It will give you a great forum to show off new pictures and to tell the stories behind them. I am looking forward to seeing, reading more….
Professorial Mr. E.
It was my idea to buy you a nikon when you were in high school. It has been your idea to use it. There is nothing like a good idea we all can enjoy. Shoots of today – keep for tomorrow. Keep shooting.
Love dad
I got the gilblog bookmarked for future revisits. Looking forward to more photos.
Way cool. I got the link last week but just had the time to read your Blog. Great start.
This is alot lighter than a crate full of journals.
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