I took a long bike ride today through Highland Park and then down Jamaica Avenue. I found this garden on a little side street off of Jamaica. It’s not exactly a horticultural showpiece, but it’s sweet in its way. Somebody is making an environment that’s maintained and shared — if a little eccentric.
Entries from February 2009
First Snowdrop
February 15, 2009 · Leave a Comment
Bopped out the door and was thrilled to notice this one tiny snowdrop. I planted several hundred bulbs in the front yard last fall. There’s been lots of shoots, but this is the first real bloom.
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Nick Cave Show
February 9, 2009 · Leave a Comment

A Nick Cave Soundsuit that I felt was appropriate image to this blog.
Yesterday I finally made it over to the Jack Shainman gallery on 20th Street to catch the Nick Cave show. It was a wonderful show. Soundsuits are his signature piece. These towering garments make the point, for me, that out clothing is a kind of sculpture. They shape us, give us texture and color. His work also reminded me of Joan Halifax’s essay on the shamanic robe, how the making of the garb is integral to the ceremony. Of course, the radical faerie in me loved the work.
Afterwards I went shopping for clothing. Everything seemed so drab and uninspired. I wanted interesting form, color, texture. Instead, it was all “basics.”
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Holy Field
February 4, 2009 · Leave a Comment

Poster Boy Mash-up at Bushwick-Aberdeen L Stop
The Times reported this morning that Poster Boy was arrested, or was he? If you haven’t been there yet, check out the FriendsWeLove.com profile. The image above was taken at my local station. I find it amazingly well-crafted.
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Grocery Store Mural
February 1, 2009 · 1 Comment

Mural on the side of C-Town Supermarket, Pilling Street near Broadway
This is a new mural on the side of my neighborhood supermarket. I like it. A lot But I don’t quite know where it’s coming from. It seems to be about the distracting fear that the media promotes. We’re all worrying about this and that in what we eat, or bank bailouts, or anthrax — and not the power imbalances in our daily lives. At least, I think that’s what it’s saying. On the other hand, isn’t HIV is real, and didn’t unarmed Diallo really get shot 41 times?
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