p s e u d o r e a l

Better Than Real Because It's Not.


Friday November 26th 2010, 10:04 pm
Filed under: General

(October 20) To the city I go. Noticing the weather vane doesn’t seem to be in the same location, I snap a photo.

the proud little weather vane
Originally. (2003)

woe is vane
Then later. (2008)

a little diminished
And now. (2010)


Saturday September 04th 2010, 1:38 am
Filed under: General

Every now and then, I escape back to the city where I belong.

passed out behind the garbage pail
Instead of being the train home to Brooklyn, now it’s the train to the city.
The number of drunks and bums Father Frank’s homeless shelter attracts to the area seems to have steadily risen over time. Now they’re passed out all over the train station day and night.

the finger
I prefer this city greeting to the drunks sprawled out on the platform in Port Jeff

beacon in the darkness
Hello ESB, my old friend. I’ve come to talk with you again.

or moving vehicles
The city is full of ghosts

not to be confused with 'babes in toyland'
The Endless March of the Yellow Cabs

br0ke sign
It is now safe to walk uphill.