East Side Walk…
January 20, 2010
Lower East side walk in the morning…the night after I went to see Patti although I didn’t get to see her…I am not into her coronation…when I got to the Barne’s n’ Noble the place reeked of academia and idol worship…buzzing from Cheapies I had to go out for a smoke…when I returned I could not get in…I sat in Union Park hallucinating visions and laughing at my madness..I was almost so crazy and in the holy space that I thought this woman who came to bum a cigarette off of me was going to take me home with her and fuck her…I swear it almost happened…but when I started to slur my speech I lost her…so it went…I stumbled back into the night enthralled with my madness and trying to stay out of trouble…
Now it’s the next morning and I awoke afresh…the light was in full bloom unlike the day before when a grey veiled covered nature’s expression…
Start Slide Show with PicLens Lite
Ride through the country…
January 18, 2010
Sometimes you never know what will happen when you walk out the door….Leo Hopi showed up and we were going to go take some pictures of Donny’s bench when we made the call to go North…it turned into a scenic journey into the country…time stopped….there was no sense of urgency…we helped some people move their belongings…they made us some food…we talked about things…I took some pictures…of marsh…and country roads…and a gazebo…there in the moment…
Morning shoot in the Qua…
January 18, 2010
Morning shoot in the Qua…angelic light through the naked woods…Martin Luther King’s birthday…listened to a speech of his on Democracy Now…not the usual one…not the soundbite one…a deeper one…about the moral implications of American foreign policy…wdfh on now…community beats…moving with the pulse of morning…which way to go…the light angelic here in the morning…time to write yourself into the movie…
Hudson River School…
January 17, 2010
I have always been influenced by the Hudson River School..painters around 1821 would find inspiration in nature seeing God reflected in the beauty of the environment…one of the spots they travelled to quite frequently too was a place called Rockwood in Tarrytown…
As the seasons change..
December 29, 2009
As the seasons change I keep my camera going. In this photoshoot I took a walk down to donny’s bench whcih several of his friends had put up in his honor. This walk is in the late fall right before the winter. You can see tghe leaves are gone from the trees and the light shines through on the ground in long shadowy streaks…
Our environment…
December 5, 2009
What do we ever really know about our environment?…Do we know what’s in our backyard?…Who our neighbors are?…America living in the shadows…I come out of them to take snapshots of my moment where I am at that moment…more and more it has become less sensational but I find such sublime beauty in the here now although I feel like a present day Dylan song where he so ably deconstructs his myth in such violent fashion..sure I would love to lie to you and present you with the fabulous details of my amazing life but it really isn’t like that…so here are some pictures in the moment…
The words about a photoshoot…
November 14, 2009
The words they had disappeared….like Baudalliare’s tale of the aging poet my sheen wore off..that will happen when you work sixteen hours down in the Bronx and America had turned its back on any pretense of soul and entered first the dot come boom and then the housing boom..it was about the glitter and the gold and nothing else…they didn’t even care when the bombs returned…my so called scene caved into the fakeness that it was always destined to be..indifference, the lack of desire to leave the comfort zone, apathy, ignorance doomed it from the outset…I was left holding my dick in my hand…but the act of vision is healing…it can sustain you threw the cold winter months when you feel like puking at the preentiious airs you see so called writers putting on the cheap hustles of the petty bankers…so here is a photoshoot of the Greeley woods with the leaves just about gone
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…
The Art of the Mundane
September 6, 2009
The art of the Mundane…seeing transcendental beauty which lies right in your back yard…it’s not Hollywood…it’s not page Six…it’s not a tattoo…it’s not lipstick..it just is…the glowing warmth against the trunk of the tree…if you’re in the moment with it I don’t think there is anything more beautiful…warm September light mixing against the fading green of the trees…
Summer Fat Light…
August 18, 2009
summer light bisects the landscape fat and wide…shadows extend their tongues over the manicured lawns and silent jesting woods…the crickets began their serenda…timelessness returns to Alridge Rd….the locomotive belches its sigh carrying the agents of death to and fro between Soddom and Gomrorrah…
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