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Better Than Real Because It's Not.


Saturday May 31st 2014, 1:03 pm
Filed under: General

(May 19) I finally set foot on Staten Island. For a funeral. Is there a message in that?

yay corruption
But first, in Port Jefferson a project that should have taken a month or two if you’re feeling generous is now well into its second year of snarling traffic for miles day and night. The entire Empire State Building, including demolition only took as long as this roadwork has so far.

clove lakes park
On Staten Island, down the block from the funeral, there is a park.

but the squirrels, i found
I didn’t have time to actually find the lakes in Clove Lakes Park, but the map says they’re there.

they close at night
I guess Star Of Bethlehem grows wild

oh what a bad shave job
A jogger complimented my tie. I think I was flirted with.

they're all over it
The birds love this place

these grow wild in the city too
In case you forget you’re in New York City, here’s a fire hydrant, to shatter the illusion.

through the bus window
How do you know it’s not a good day? I’m riding a city bus and paying $6 to do it

toward brooklyn
Unfortunately, the Verrazano-Narrows Bridge is not a walkable bridge


Monday July 16th 2012, 10:34 pm
Filed under: General

(Feb 15) A somewhat typical day.

mr. squirrel
The rats of the suburbs

mr. plane
This plane kept flying around

mr. flower
It was a pizza at Colosseo’s for dinner night


Monday November 24th 2008, 12:47 am
Filed under: General

(October 31 & November 23) Unless you grew up in a city or a suburban area that isn’t quite ready to admit it has become urban, there’s probably a tree house in your past somewhere. While the Tadashi Kawamata Tree Huts in Madison Square Park aren’t real, they evoke memories of the tree houses of childhood. If they were real, it just wouldn’t work. Half would be occupied by squatters, the other half would have been rented out for $1200 a month by unlicensed real estate swindlers.

tree hut
Unfortunately, it was already getting dark when I arrived. I hate Standard Time.
Still, I took photos, not knowing if I’d be back.

clock tower
On November 23, two days after the exhibit officially ended, I went back. It was getting late again, though not as bad as last time. I still hate Standard Time.

tree hut

tree huts

treehut

the squirrel of authenticity
The squirrels lend an air of authenticity to the tree huts.

tree-hut

tree the hutt

Next stop…. the Prayer Booths at the Roosevelt Island Tramway.