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bri dig 🕸️ @briannadigioia.com · 17/09/2026

Some film scenes from camping around Lake George. Ektar 100.

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bri dig 🕸️ @briannadigioia.com · 13/09/2026

a song & a print sunday / “crushing” by ex:re.

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bri dig 🕸️ @briannadigioia.com · 07/09/2026

Just enjoying the local paper in the countryside.

A newspaper article segment reading:
“That spit was never intended to house heavy traffic,” Vagnini said.

There’s also the top of a diagram reading Partner Entry and Main Entry.

Another segment that reads part of a quote:
“When it rains, it stays wet there forever,” Vagnini said about the proposed site.

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bri dig 🕸️ @briannadigioia.com · 04/09/2026

Summer outside the city, on film.

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bri dig 🕸️ @briannadigioia.com · 02/09/2026

Me, very much in my element earlier this week.

A red orange hammock with me in it, my lower half visible and covered in acid wash and two different colors of tie dye, holding my steel camping mug and resting some binoculars on my lap. There are tall green trees reaching up in the background. Everything appears verdant and earthy.

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bri dig 🕸️ @briannadigioia.com · 28/08/2026

Pictured: Makeshift Moon. Light slipped from the edge of the moon, and I sat on the pavement during peak fullness. A woman asked to sit with me and we talked about the moon while it hid in earth’s shadow and a thick blanket of cloud. Once it began to rain, we exchanged “Happy Moon” greetings.

A disco ball hanging between two trees and framed by surrounding lush branches, a makeshift moon I stumbled upon while waiting for the full sturgeon blood moon.

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bri dig 🕸️ @briannadigioia.com · 25/08/2026

Stumbled upon a birding park on the side of the road in Rhode Island this summer. UXF Black and White 100 ISO film, shot on my Minolta SRT102.

A crow perches on a wooden fence that leads up to a residential road sparsely flanked by large elms (or similar).

A mess of pine tops, with a bird perched on the furthest branch of the highest.

A crow flies across a barren sky, wings spread, the tips like fingers.

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bri dig 🕸️ @briannadigioia.com · 18/08/2026

Our time is here (commercially; it is always here for us). 👀

Halloween decorations fill up a pharmacy store retail display.

Skulls, bone dogs, bone cats, and squat lil skelly friends ready to become take home friends.

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bri dig 🕸️ @briannadigioia.com · 16/08/2026

A Song & a Print Sunday / “Saturnine Night” by Deradoorian. 🍓🍓🍓

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bri dig 🕸️ @briannadigioia.com · 10/08/2026

A song & a print Sunday / “Paralyzer” by SUUNS. Ate quite a few tomatoes during this one. 🍅🍅🍅

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bri dig 🕸️ @briannadigioia.com · 05/08/2026

Regulated my jacked up nervous system with this last night. Céleste Boursier-Mougenot’s Clinamen at Park Avenue Armory, extended through August 9th.

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bri dig 🕸️ @briannadigioia.com · 02/08/2026

A Song & a Print Sunday / “Sintayehu” by Hailu Mergia & Dahlak Band. Worked with ink transfers and flowers, and— as has become tradition—when something doesn’t go as planned, the outcome or “fix” often becomes more exciting than the intention and teaches me a new method or trick.

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bri dig 🕸️ @briannadigioia.com · 26/07/2026

A Song & a Print Sunday / “Feeding Tube” by Tummyache. Tried a collage transfer combination this time, and it mostly worked. 🙃

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bri dig 🕸️ @briannadigioia.com · 20/07/2026

A Song & a print Sunday (oops, lil late) / “The Four Sleeping Princesses” by Julianna Barwick & Mary Lattimore.

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bri dig 🕸️ @briannadigioia.com · 15/07/2026

Years ago I lived in Queens and I rode my bike into Brooklyn for work, passing by several cemeteries. Nothing felt more magical than when I would ride through two on either side of me. The temperature would drop significantly, and some evenings fireflies would float amongst the gravestones.

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bri dig 🕸️ @briannadigioia.com · 14/07/2026

You’ve tried lobster tail, sure, but have you ever tried lobster ear?

A scene from Festa di Giglio off Havemeyer in Williamsburg, where a lobster shack spells it “lobester” about six times all the way around the stand. There are lots of people in the street, and carnival rides in the background. The man in the shack is loudly yelling “get ya lobastah heeyah” as people pass by.

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bri dig 🕸️ @briannadigioia.com · 12/07/2026

A Song & a Print Sunday / “Zombie” by Den-Mate.

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bri dig 🕸️ @briannadigioia.com · 08/07/2026

Breaking my “I’ve somehow never seen Spoon live” streak by photographing them for press and Matador. ✌️

A cloudless blue sky above Central Park Summerstage (I know they call it something different now but whatever), slowly gathering audience members scatter the astroturf, sitting and standing around a stage cast in mostly shadow.

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bri dig 🕸️ @briannadigioia.com · 05/07/2026

Abandoned Casino, Newport , RI, on film.

A film photograph of the left side of the abandoned Newport Casino, lit gently by golds and peaches of the setting sun. Deep greens overrun the parking lot, and the casino architecture has a vague church quality, which honestly tracks. All photos by me on my Minolta SRT102 on Kodak Ultramax 400.

A line of white trucks with cherry pickers, each in differing stages of their reach. They’re backed by a wall of green trees roughly the same height of the construction vehicles. A yellow tractor sits in the foreground to the left, a lieutenant of sorts. The parking lot is lined perpendicularly to the vehicles, suggesting a movement in the stillness. The light is soft as the sun sets, and a gentle vignette darkens the edges of the photograph.

Gentle yellow flowers and tall, feathery green weeds grow up out of a curb where white cement has been poured, as if it could hinder their growth or ever tamp down what belongs.

The blue and gold and peach tones of the sun set that lit the abandoned casino parking lot, and the silhouette of trees and power lines that stand still before it.

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bri dig 🕸️ @briannadigioia.com · 29/06/2026

Show on Friday, proof of tinkering.

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bri dig 🕸️ @briannadigioia.com · 28/06/2026

The girls putting the feet (and seat) down at the rehearsal space.

Blue words written on the white wall of a restroom in a Brooklyn rehearsal space reading
“put the seat down
girls play here too :)” (flanked by the top of a toilet on the left and a toilet paper dispenser on the right).

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bri dig 🕸️ @briannadigioia.com · 23/06/2026

Film shots of Yo La Tengo at Mama Tried, billed secretly as The Electric Tie Rack, on June 11th. @actualylt.bsky.social @dumpland.bsky.social

Ira Kaplan crunched over guitar on stage at Mama Tried.

Georgia Hubley standing while playing brushes on a minimal drum kit, a boom mic bent before her.

James McNew singing into the mic while playing bass.

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bri dig 🕸️ @briannadigioia.com · 23/06/2026

Some film from Sloppy Heads at Mama Tried, June 11th, featuring @bourgwick.bsky.social ✌️

A low light film photo of Jesse Jarnow on guitar at Mama Tried.

Bill Stites of Sloppy Heads on drums. Photo is dim, but little leaks of light on either side frame the kit.

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bri dig 🕸️ @briannadigioia.com · 22/06/2026

Cliff Walk in Newport RI time. ✌️

Cliffs of Newport on a perfectly overcast day

Wide shot of the Cliffs at Newport RI. The overcast sky is skittered with clouds of differing grays over calm waters.

Lush greens leading down the cliffside to a very linear sky hovering over the water.

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bri dig 🕸️ @briannadigioia.com · 16/06/2026

Sarah Register at TV Eye last night playing captivating solo work. Hope she plays like this more, but you can also try to catch her playing guitar with Kim Gordon on Thursday at Night Club 101. Go watch her shred soon.

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bri dig 🕸️ @briannadigioia.com · 12/06/2026

@actualylt.bsky.social @bourgwick.bsky.social Lil secret show at Mama Tried made everybody feel better. Thank you! 💜

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bri dig 🕸️ @briannadigioia.com · 10/06/2026

Bizzy bizzy in the park this morning. 🤓🐦‍⬛ (Not me running behind due to my slow bird mosey. 👀)

A screenshot of seven birds suspected to be making noises on the Merlin app. Great Crested Flycatcher, White Throated Sparrow, Rock Pigeon 🤘, Mourning Dove, European Starling, House Sparrow, and an American Crow.

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bri dig 🕸️ @briannadigioia.com · 08/06/2026

Been making music with my friend Billy Bouchard under the name Soft Alphabet, and we are going to share a bill with my Activity bandmate Jess Rees—who will be playing her own beautiful solo songs—on July 3rd at Sunview Acropolis. Come through if you’re around!

A green and blue show flyer with crescent moon shapes that says:
Jess Rees
Soft Alphabet
7pm
7.3.26
257 Nassau Ave
Sunview Acropolis

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bri dig 🕸️ @briannadigioia.com · 05/06/2026

Thanks to my very kind coworkers and friends at the studio, I finally have non-daisy chained power for my vocal and guitar/bass rigs, respectively. 🥹 A month out from a small show, and I’m excited to test it out.

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bri dig 🕸️ @briannadigioia.com · 01/06/2026

Full circle birthday month. 🌕🌖🌗🌘🌑🌒🌓🌔🌕

The Waterboys - This Is The Sea vinyl sleeve up on my wall and surrounded by a hanging pothos plant, my framed lyrics to Coconut Flakes, and the edge of a tapestry with a feminine plant goddess. All things I love.

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bri dig 🕸️ @briannadigioia.com · 31/05/2026

One of my favorites to visit.

The black and white movie screen reading JACK LEMMON IN from Some Like It Hot, taken sneakily from low in my seat.

Jack Lemmon’s gravestone, which reads:
JACK LEMMON IN.

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bri dig 🕸️ @briannadigioia.com · 10/05/2026

Bill Callahan at Knockdown Center last week. 📷 for @weallwantsomeone.bsky.social

A stage of reddish orange light with Bill Callahan at center, with Dustin Laurenzi on the left on sax, and Matt Kinsey on the right on guitar. Jim White is on drums, but obscured by Kinsey in this photo. They appear in several forms layered over one another, as it is taken through a prism. All photographs by me.

Jim White on drums, the stage swathed in red, with white lights fanning out from behind him.

The full band on stage in black and white. Matt Kinsey bends over his feedbacking guitar, Jim White plays drums, Bill Callahan is singing into the mic and playing guitar, and Dustin Laurenzi is on saxophone.

Bill Callahan singing into his mic and playing acoustic guitar as indigo light washes around him, and white lights gently fan out onto the stage in smoky rays.

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bri dig 🕸️ @briannadigioia.com · 18/04/2026

Wishing more than ever that Sam Jayne was here to celebrate his birthday with us, playing a guitar in shark pants or waking everybody up with coffee and trying to get their asses to the beach with him so we can listen to music and float on inflatable pizzas. Hug all your friends and play music today

Sam Jayne sticker on the fence of the Williamsburg Bridge, and in the background is the sunset over Manhattan.

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bri dig 🕸️ @briannadigioia.com · 11/04/2026

Still thinking about this Grateful Dead Acoustic Reckoning set from Thursday night at The Cap. Second time seeing Gillian Welch, David Rawlings, and Paul Kowert in less than a year and I hope I get to see them many more times. Actual magic.

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bri dig 🕸️ @briannadigioia.com · 03/04/2026

I love my neighborhood. Last week this skeleton was dressed like a Mets fan.

A very large skeleton dressed as the Easter bunny in a Brooklyn front yard. Appears to have a carrot.

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bri dig 🕸️ @briannadigioia.com · 01/04/2026

I got to be in the empty Guggenheim theater today, and it ruled. I’ve never been lucky enough to see anything here, but it felt good to stand on the stage for a few moments.

The empty theater in the Guggenheim, taken from close to the back. There’s a covered grand piano and a lap on stage. A sleek, metal art piece stands to the left, in an almost shark fin shape. There are few straight lines to be seen, and it’s a wash of beige and tan.

Rows of seats, starting from Row K. Design from a different time. Scallop shapes adorn the walls.

More of these perfect tan seats, above a literal slope of light brown carpeting.

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bri dig 🕸️ @briannadigioia.com · 30/03/2026

Saying a slow goodbye to winter, as it finally warms up.

A color film photo of a snow covered red elementary school, with snow covered branches flanking either side. All analog, all photos taken by me.

Crates of red and yellow tinged apples covered with snow at a farmers market.

An icy river, two bridges side by side stretching across it.

Red berries on snow covered branches, shallow depth of field.

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bri dig 🕸️ @briannadigioia.com · 27/03/2026

Decided to be a lil agent of chaos and make a beginner’s New Yorker Crossword more hectic by doing it in cursive. ✏️👀

The Crossword page from the New Yorker, and some very haphazard cursive to fill it all out.

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bri dig 🕸️ @briannadigioia.com · 23/03/2026

Black and white film, Brooklyn at night. 🖤

A black and white photograph of a jewelry store at night, a wall of necklaces and beads and pearls underneath a series of framed art on the left, and a hat stand in the darkness to the right. All photographs by me, Brianna DiGioia.

Three French style windows, fluorescent bars of light glowing inside. It is difficult to make out what’s inside of what is actually a building alongside McCarren Pool during offseason.

A deeply contrasted black and white photograph where freshly painted white walls have a break from their painted advertisements. Someone on a moped is zipping by, their silhouetted outline implies a helmet, and the light from their vehicle glows in a white circle.

Inside an analog photo booth, my reflection can be seen, my face obscured by my Minolta camera, in the glass that conceals the booth’s camera.

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bri dig 🕸️ @briannadigioia.com · 22/03/2026

Lee Ranaldo and Michael Vallera at Union Pool, at the benefit for Jennifer Kelly. Much love and healing and live music to you, @jenpkelly.bsky.social!

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