Manhattan
Holus Bolus by Cory Stambler
Shot at Union Square at the Broadway intersection. Always busy. Full of activity even on a Tuesday morning.
Quidnunc
|Ephemeral networks: an arboreal rete
|What you don’t see here are the earnest midtown lunchers seeking out a place to sit quietly and feel an hour’s comfort without expectation. A park on 23rd Street defines itself by its absences, without grass we are able to see the ephemeral network of shadows that leave no mark of the day’s delimmas or joys.
Diglot: The Fall of the Tongue
|Tongval—no words
—11 September 2001
bouwkundig tekenaar
was-ie,
staand, met blauwdruk onder de arm, en ik
stagiaire, onderweg naar ’n meeting,
in de voetstappen van
mijn boss’ brogue, langs gelijke cubicles—
op een hogere vloer dan—even
boven
de tweede skylobby.
als mijn kinderogen
die kentekens van badgasten
op afkomst scanden,
vlogen mijn immigrant eyes
van naambordje naar naambordje,
en keek ik
over zijn partition: “I collect
found poetry. Can I have your card? I’m
Dutch, you see. It’s
your name—
Geen Tong.”
hij knikte.
Jerry-built: No longer culminant
Eddie Boros’ Tower of Toys grew and stood for a few decades on 6th and B. It was taken down in May 2008, a year after its creator’s passing. At my first encounter with the tower, the garden was closed. It was a cloudy day. It drizzled. The tower stopped me in my tracks. I lingered to take it in, looking through the bars of the fence. As a recent art school graduate, the Tower of Toys mesmerized me. It both honored and defied design theory. The structure was showing honesty in how it was built, starting on a broad base, tapering towards the welkin of this skyscraper city. It showed clarity in how it was created. If there is a comparison worth making with an architect-built structure it might be San Francisco’s Transamerica Pyramid, while in the realm of outsider architecture the structure has evoked Simon Rodia’s Watts towers for many. Eddie Boros defied what I learned in design theory in his construction and connection details. Although his tower looked and stood like a tall structure, its details did neither suggest that it should, nor assure its stability or longevity, where Rodia’s creation does. But Boros wasn’t a designer or architect in that schoolish way. He built from passion, with intuition, using that rough-n-tumble New York grit as the tower’s backbone and his own longevity as mortar. How cool is that
A photo album:
http://www.flickr.com/photos/jschumacher/sets/72157605010716901/show/with/2485379258/
An elegy: http://nymag.com/news/intelligencer/47237/
Taking it down: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gBY0Vk6wyrU
Zenana: Altar to Silvia Elena and too many others
|A touching installation by Swoon and Tennessee Jane Watson—an attempt to reach beyond the unconscionable and unhoped-for, in an unexpected gallery, more open than any other in Chelsea, yet with more sense of barrier to enter.
http://flickr.com/photos/43516280@N00/2554295988
www.youtube.com/watch?v=BmDHDSfpqxM
Portrait of an Artist During the Morning Commute
In the age of multitasking it only makes sense that Artist’s would take to the streets and try to fit in their passions along with their duties… http://youtube.com/watch?v=5X52D-XIp3o