(Jun 10) This month has been difficult and frustrating, and for all that, so little has changed.
The proprietor of this establishment, glimpsed.
Rumors of Junior always looking unhappy disproved
The heterochromia of the illuminations
(Feb 28) A whole lot of nothing. Been sick. Mission now… make things happen in March.
Rolling along, same ol’ same old.
Passing under the action. Or the lack thereof.
(Aug 1) The second half of my trip from downtown to Penn Station.
The suburban hydrants are all painted yellow. I like this better.
Even the buildings want to be loved
This undoubtedly is a Jim Power mosaic.
When these churches went up, they were probably the tallest things around. Today, they seem small indeed.
A relic that will doubtless soon be gone
Passing through the farmer’s market
The statue of Andy Warhol for no apparent reason
This faux rat probably ended the day stolen
Then back to the land of ‘meh’
(Aug 1) A trip to see a client downtown. I walked back up Broadway as I have many times before, knowing this time, like the other times, would be different from any other time.
Seen passing through Jamaica Station… WTF.
They abbreviate all the bad things. Coincidence?
I need to find out what this is
It’s still a surprise anything ever got started
I set out after visiting a client, and passed through City Hall Park
Thomas Schütte
“Memorial for Unknown Artist”
Elmgreen & Dragset
“It’s Never Too Late to Say Sorry”
I left the park, heading up Broadway….
Beverly Pepper
“Manhattan Sentinels”