p s e u d o r e a l

Better Than Real Because It's Not.


Monday December 19th 2011, 3:12 am
Filed under: General

(Aug 19) It was on this trip that I realized a few things. One was that walking provided most of the inspiration for photo-taking. The other was (related to the first) that I may have finally gotten a nice camera but at the wrong time in my life. Knowing my time here was short, I hit the street.

begin journey here
I started out…

harbor beach rd.
This road is indeed long and winding.

the winding road
I’d intended to go all the way to the harbor.

the long road
It ends in Mt. Sinai at Cedar Beach.

wooden wreckage
Oh poison ivy, I curse your very existence. You other ivy are ok though.

flowers
Keep in mind though, this is suburbia. None of this is wild.

suburban street garden
But that doesn’t mean it’s not nice.

rock and decomposed dead shit
What the streets are made of.
Unfortunately I didn’t get far before stepping in poison ivy, upon which I hurried back home to wash.


Sunday June 12th 2011, 10:52 pm
Filed under: General

(May 4) As has been my way since moving back to Long Island, I walked to IBM from Penn Station round-trip. I don’t feel I’m getting $4.50 worth of transportation to go only twenty three blocks north and four or five blocks east and back again. (In May I did Penn Station to 84th and back for a total of one hundred blocks north-south and one east-west)

obey all arrows
This way to Spring

yeah, that
Yellow flower something

drip drip drip
Bleeding hearts


Saturday April 09th 2011, 6:54 pm
Filed under: General

(March 14 & 16) I am now a 5 mile walk to the train. Woe is me.

mt. sinai harbor
The journey starts out in Miller Place.

they're really just big tailpipes
Off in the distance, you can see the smokestacks from the Port Jefferson Power Station, a few blocks from where I lived for eight years.

no gassing allowed
The geese are safe from Michael Bloomberg here

sign not withstanding
It looks a lot more rural here than it really is

this sign either
No hunting. But really, it’s suburbia, honest!

drive shaft
Someone had a really lousy day.

hulk smash!
Lousy enough to make them very angry. But that didn’t change the fact this is a very dangerous road.

it just doesn't have what it takes i guess
And the weathervane has gone down again

ladder co.
Apple’s on fire! … just kidding. Maybe Tony stopped by.

this news surprises no one
The city has crabs.

laurence, get your ass to the meeting!
I passed by the House of Viza, but he was not there.

and metallic
The flowers seem somehow much larger this spring.


Friday October 01st 2010, 1:00 am
Filed under: General

The first morning in my new place, I awoke thinking a plane hit the house. Less traumatically, that’s how I woke up for weeks from the house house shaking from vehicle collisions with the potholes outside my window.

shades of donnie darko
Those didn’t look like much even up close, but when the trucks rolled through them… oh boy.

andrewsullivanesque
Main Street, on an August early Friday evening

creek waterfowl
Some things are almost exactly as they were five years ago

formerly monaviza
Guess someone makes money from it


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.