My Small Story
On the street, we walk, the survivors. Along side us are the workers of the fish market, in boots, jeans, t-shirts, aprons. I ask where the ferry is.
“Back in hell. Just turn around, and hang a left in the middle of hell.”
Busy with Fun and Not Fun Stuff
Lots of potential here: the parallels between narcotic use and necromancy are interesting, the language is often Chandler-esque in a good way, and it delves into some interesting psychological territory.
“However….”
A Year After “the Event”
Resilience after 9-11—it’s about what happens in the mind as much as on the ground.
Could You Become a Monster to Kill One?
The layers are thick and deep in this story. Expect things to change. Often. Unexpectedly. Yet precisely the way they must. Once you know enough.
Success is a Lousy Teacher
Success is a Lousy Teacher or, how success is reached by climbing a stairway built of failures
Out of the blueWhen the world turns upside down in an instant, where do you go from there?
The armed troops and the ID cards are gone now, but low-flying planes are still unnerving.
The New Normal is Pretty Much Like the Old, with Scratches
Scary as hell living in Brooklyn, the deadliest place on earth for Covid-19. For a few grim weeks.
Street Art from Berlin —That’s not on The Wall
a selection of Berlin street art that’s not on the wall
Old and New Street Art—A Strategy—Seattle and Brooklyn
Street art from November, 2013 in Seattle and January of 2019 in NYC. Old and new.
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