Public reminders of time
i am not a watch-wearer. when you think about it i guess that’s not really anything out of the ordinary. in every major city you’ll find a clock tower. in most cities you’ll find public clocks mounted upright along the boulevards. nothing unusual. we pass them by, we make note of the time of day, that is that. we either shuffle hurriedly along to an appointment or continue along...
Church & Market (again)
standing in yet another safeway parking lot (this one at church and market) as it begins to rain and i pull up the hood of my jacket and everything is cast in the usual wide dim orange and strangely, im not even thinking of cigarettes (and i havent since i left new york) though it wouldve been a perfect opportunity - instead, im thinking of elevation, scale, distance, perspective, the importance...
why is it so important for me to define a subjective experience of a city? what makes my individual point of view so important/urgent? how do my perspectives, my musings, these photographs amount to something greater? what is it that i need to do or discover in order to feel that something worthwhile is being accomplished? am i really just attempting, from a retrospective standpoint, to give...