p s e u d o r e a l
Better Than Real Because It's Not.
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(Mar 11) Had a meeting in Park Slope, so I wandered through the old ‘hood. The closer I got to my old home though, the more I thought about wheeling Billy to the animal hospital to die.
Welcome to SuperFund site, Gowanus
This view is about the only thing that hasn’t changed
I lived here in the apartment on the right, for four years
The tiles on the floor are new
The WTC view is quite new
I have no idea what this thing is
This place was never not changing.
This is more or less the same
I’m surprised no one painted over “Open Your Eyes”
This is funny because the bridge was always covered in “WET PAINT” signs.
This place had been sold shortly before I left
When I left, there were no robots.
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(Nov 7) Some of the earliest posts here got accidentally lost, but at this point, p s e u d o r e a l crossed the decade line some time ago. The template used here and some points of site style bear the distinct marks of 2003. Late 2003 had the feeling of impending change. Late 2013 feels much the same to me. Not quite as much, but it’s there. I don’t think this site is going to change much. It’s part chronicle, part hobby, part excuse, and finally, though there’s probably not much here that qualifies as art, as a whole, the site is at some level, a long-running art project.
I visited the infamous phallically named rat hole where a glorious train station used to be.
We got the first snow of the season
Is an early snow a sign of things to come?
Signals
Life is full of these
Billy burned here.
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(Feb 3) Tonight I had the sensation of Billy being behind me. I haven’t felt that in a long time now; I think it has something to do with Romeo spending so much time where Billy used to spend his time. It is bittersweet realizing how many of Billy’s ways were just dog behavior.
I, like time, must move forward.
Romeo knows
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(Jan 30) The time is now. I have decided to replay the formula that got me to Brooklyn the last time. I have taken This Side of Paradise and The Great Gatsby off the bookshelf. This time I won’t be reading them on a porch in a rocker, with Billy in my lap and a brandy at my side. I hope the effect is the same. F. Scott Fitzgerald was wrong about one thing, I’m about to start my third act.
The present sucks.
The past calls to me
Change is required
To get to the future.
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(Feb 21) One last trek through the old hood. I think I was going to the post office.
I wonder who this belongs to?
Looking down (north) Main Street
The strange glowing ground
I’ve walked those steps many times in the past
Looking up (south) Main Street
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