(May 8) I’m still trying to figure out how to shoot the moon.
(Apr 2) Starting over again. New location. Same boxes since Brooklyn. The boxes and I are both worn out.
Perhaps people wouldn’t dump if the town ever picked up yard waste.
This didn’t turn out like I’d expected
The moon moves a lot too, I guess.
(Feb 7) To the city and back.
I wait, and watch the cars go by
Until it arrives, and I depart.
(Sep 17) I left Port Jefferson for the second time in November 2010. I returned to the same exact location September 15, 2011. Moving is becoming a ceaseless process. Upon my return, it becomes clear quickly that I won’t be staying long either.
It’s nice to be back in a familiar place. The Spanish part of uptown continues to grow, while “Antique Alley” holds steady.
You did realize Lava Lamp is a brand name, right?
Uptown’s getting a little rough though. One of Pete’s workers was nearly beaten to death in a robbery right near here.
Back downtown, past the power plant
Barnum Ave, firehouse in the distance down the side street.
(Sep 2) The long tyranny of August led into a short September, whereupon I had to move, yet again. As I write this, in February, it appears I will be moving again before summer, and quite possibly soon. I really don’t know why I bother packing and unpacking anymore.
I made a point to catch sunset at the train station.
It’s times like this that the camera shines compared to all of my previous digital cameras.
I’ve noted that I seem to be seeking out overhead views. This is inevitably a problem since I don’t have access to many.
Its lights turned out to be overwhelmingly bright.
Perhaps you just can’t film an oncoming train in twilight.
When it got closer than this, the lights overwhelmed the photos.
Someone waiting on the platform probably means that same train is going to roll back into the station westbound in few minutes.