Street
It’s not what you look at that matters, it’s what you see.
(Henry D. Thoreau)
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Unreal City
Millennium Bridge, London after dark. Two poets stood above the Thames, a century apart, and saw opposite cities. T.S. Eliot (1888-1965) worked in a bank less than half a mile from Wobbly Bridge. Every morning…
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Stone Quarry
What the rain remembers. Water asks no permission. It finds the cuts, runs into the new edges, darkens them. For a moment the stone looks almost wet from the inside, as if something dormant is…
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Chessboard of Human Motion
The title of this piece could easily be Life is a Game or Urban Chess. The overhead view reduces people to their essential forms, shapes moving across a grid. We lose individual identity and instead…