Just a matter of framing.
One of my favorite parking lot got a paint job! Even though the contrast is better now, I miss the old ‘zone’. (What would the Flatlanders think?)
I was feeling a bit lost during my walk the other day. The directions posted on the sidewalk didn’t help much.
They are changing the numbers of all the buildings in a complex we frequent. It is confusing. Perhaps the multi-colored chalk scribbles on the sidewalk are a clue to the new-building numberers about which numbers go to which buildings.
I remember tripping on pavement squares that have been raised by tree roots expanding underneath them. Some time later the offending edges were spray painted bright red; shortly thereafter the edges were ground smooth with each other. No more tripping hazard. Below is an intersection between several sidewalk sections. Something about the arrangement must have […]
I took my home made camera obscura to the street. The street became the focal plane.
Is it coincidental that this curb was located just outside a paint store? I was on break from my job, looking for interesting ‘found art’. I wonder if a paint store employee was on break once upon a time, and took orange and yellow and painted them at the edge of the sidewalk. Did this […]
My grandson has an obsession: Big Ben. His waking hours are devoted to drawing and building models of Big Ben, tinkering with clocks, drawing clock faces and dreaming about visiting the real Big Ben in England. Here is one of William’s chalk Big Bens:
I took this photo on Coney Island in the winter. It has an off-season look to it. It’s a bit like graffiti, but not quite. I don’t know how to classify it.