In the moment…
October 8, 2009
In the moment posted in the moment…yes, it might be a little stale…to keep posting and keep fresh is a very difficult task…how much of our lives really could be that interesting?…and if it were the interesting, wouldn’t we burn out from the intensity…just about ninety nine percent of people have no idea of what it means to maintain a blog and produce a cable access show as well as regularly post to youtube. They expect to see million dollar productions and inevitably when one doesn’t reach that exalted high they get bored and ignore it…meanwhile, not acknowledging how passiv they are in their lives..
I have found though writing in in the moment posting in the moment allows certain narratives to become apparent and a strength results from that..also what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger…cast like Esau into the psychological wilderness, the isolation has not killed me..at times I have wrecked myself with alcohol or drugs coming quite close to the edge but as this post testifies I am still here breathing growing strong…
as I look around all those poeple who pretended to be economic geniuses were just riding the wave of the scam…the people my age are burnt out but the kids coming up from the rear don’t look like they have any substance and they disappear rather quickly…does anyone expect Lady Gaga to be here in a year or so?…
so today I took my nieces into Whippoorwhill Park in my ongoing nature educatioin of them….they loved it and I was psyched to capture the park in the fall…I had been there in in the late spring and in my continuing exploration of the light of the qua wanted to capture the fall light…I plan to return in 90 days or so for the winter…
so this is where I am at in the moment…with my nieces in the nature of Whippoorwhil Park…
Time and the enchanted forest…
October 5, 2009
Time and the enchanted forest…I took Lia and Isabella yesterday through the woods on the way to Rite Aid…from a year ago they now can make it down the hill…a year ago they could barely do that…it’s the beginning of Fall and the end of summer so there is still some of the summer charm left…especially yesterday on unseasonably warm day…we were going down at dusk and there was a warm glow from the sunset..there’s nothing like seeing the sun set against the hill…once we came out of the woods they saw the playset down at Bellschool so we went over there to have fun…I had to cut it short if they wanted to get their candy as Rite Aid closes early on Sundays…we went over there and then walked back up the hill where we were granted by a nice surprise when Checkers(Adam) stopped by in his car and made them both a balloon animal before driving us up the hill to my parents house for dinner…it’s nice being with the kids as they are not yet corrupted by time and cold indifference of societies stare…
The passing season of light…
October 4, 2009
The passing season of light…we are into fall now here in the Qua and today has been an amazing light show….with the return of warmth, and my prediction came true when I said at the end of August that we had a full month of Summer left, it’s been a wonderful day to be outside…it’s a typical lazy Sunday with football on and the last day of the miserable Met’s season and my mother and sister down with her daughters for Lia’s birthday…time moves fast the girls are becoming bigger…when I last saw them in March seems like a million years ago…such though is the life of the poet because I am not staying in one place long either…
So long Donnie…
September 25, 2009
So long Donnie, we hardly knew you…I used to give you shit when you joked about dying soon…I guess you knew you’re time wasn’t long…I have a fond memory sitting beneath this tree with you after a Mad Happy show in 2005 I believe….we walked off the train and up into the woods…we had some forties left and smoked some grass and you reminesced about the times you used to come up here when you were in Bell School…now you’re part of the landscape yourself…both physically as well as spiritually…the kids down below running around oblivious to my presence as well as your spirit….it’s all about being socially promoted these days…it’s one thing that has led to two wars as well as the financially robbery of the country by Wall Street…individuals do not make moral choices anymore…as Bowie had to die, I think your time was done too….may you rest in peace as the beast slopes towards Behthelhem…the center can not hold…the best lack conviction and the worst are full of passionate intensity…
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Memory of the Street…
May 18, 2009
Most of the people down on North Greeley Avenue move fast…you see them speeding by in their designer cars oblivious to the surroundings…sometimes they give me a weird look when they see me snapping pictures in my bedraggled look…little do they know my memories of the street….when we were little my brother and I were holy terrors on babysitters…we ate them up and spit them out…after a night with us they would never come back…it didn’t bother us…we had so much fun terrorizing them…I still remember the smell of my mother’s perfume as she got ready to go out…she would put on all this jewelery and fine clothes…we sat there knowing that a fun night of terror was about to ensue…
To our dismay these fun nights of terror came to an end when our mother found this old Irish woman named Mrs. Cook…to us, she was a monster incarnate…her hair had yellow strands and her hands were tough from cleaning and washing clothes, her primary source of income…she would put up with no nonsense…when ever we tried any of our antics she would greet us with firm resistance. Despite our pleas to our mother we were told Mrs. Cook was staying.
She lived there. So did the Moores…Shawn, Leonard, Mary, Floyd….they were what passed for townies back in the day…you see unlike today where everything in Chappaqua is of high value there were part of the town that were considered sort of poor…down on this street was one of them…up by the Mobil Station across the Firehouse another and parts of Millwood…you also had John ManCuso who was the toughest guy back in the day…they were all down the street…long gone now but once so prominent…
across from the rite aid is the bus company…joan corwin is wealthy now and quite respected but back in the day she was just another townie getting the company going…I remember her driving one of the buses herself…
the rite aid itself used to be a gristedies…the kids on their cellphones have no idea as do their parents…
In the Desert, science through the eyes of a child….
March 11, 2009
We went to LIa’s science fair tonight. It was a lot of fun. She looked really cute in her white doctor’s coat which had on the label Doctor Rao. Underneath a warm setting sun out here in the desert in Phoenix, the kids and the parents entered her charter school for the hour presentation. In the first hour we watched a movie that the staff had produced in IMovie and played over an Ibook about how the children were learning about how the sun impacts their lives. After that we went through four different classrooms where there were different aspects of the lessons they were learning.
The growth Lia had shown from when I was out here three years ago was stunning. She was three then and it is remarkable to see how much children grow in those years. She has a great sense of humor and a very inquisitive mind. At the same time she exhibits grace and and is polite.
As a younger man I would not have been into this but as the years have gone on I’ve grown to appreciate such subtleties..
so it goes…
Isabella Sings the Blues…
March 10, 2009
Isabella is my five year old niece and already she is displaying quite the character. Her facial expressions are amazing and when she laughs it comes from deep within the belly. She has, however, at times exhibited quite a stubborn streak being prone to cry when she doesn’t get her way. As you can see from the photographs with the sun glasses she take projects quite a vivacious image…
People’s Body Language…
May 24, 2008
back in the city in warm May sunshine…endorphin explosion from pumping legs down to my familiar haunt on the Hudson bike path…paused to smoke a cigarette and take snapshots of the passers by. The light was reflecting in glorious illumination off the water creating a natural lighting kit. The past year I spent mainly taking photographs of the woods behind my parents house attempting to achieve a Hudson River school with the emphasis on chairoscuro and the changing nature of light…I did 20,000 pictures into the insanity drinking many a 12 pack of cheapies to keep myself present in the moment through hot summer tongue to the icy chill of winter’s lick. This next year my intention is to study of character and yesterday I began the process fading into the step and slyly taking snapshots of passer’s by unawares…
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