Hi.
I made a graph. Usually I post photo-graphs & such.
A few things…
Last nite I had ice cream for supper at midnite. I’m working on a novel very slowly because I’ve never written one before & I don’t know what I’m doing. It’s fantastic. Lately my left eyelid has been fluttering like the heart of a hummingbird & I can’t decide if it’s from too much coffee or too little sleep. Selah.
My mantra is cursive buildings. They exist & I love them… I see such beauty in the invisible line that draws & redraws the city anew each moment. We do make them up, you know. Your city is what you believe it to be, influenced by what those before you believed it to be & so on. Eventually someone else will come build upon your conceptions & capture your fantasies in concrete.
BUILDINGS ABOVE 100 FEET, ARRANGED BY HEIGHT (IN FEET)
HORIZONTAL AXIS REPRESENTS 190 BUILDINGS IN FULL
(I’ve erased individual building points to emphasis the line)
The data I used couldn’t be complete, but it’s accurate &, more importantly, completely rad… thank you Emporis.
Wednesday, October 3, 2007
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My camera is exactly this.
& until the universe grants me another… I’m rolling deepest on FLICKR. Polaroids mostly.
Sunday, September 16, 2007
Tuesday, September 4, 2007
When I was young, I thought the city surrounding these critters was named Minneapolis because it was a small New York City (Mini-Apple instead of Big Apple, dig?) Then I got older & wiser, realizing the name was obviously a combination of two ideas (Minnesota + Metropolis). & now that I’m nearing my eighties, I actually know the truth… that the term is derived from indians that used to live in this zone before white folks kicked them out. Those same white folks had already forced them from their original homelands east & north of Minnesota. But apparently they liked the language enough to name the city Minneapolis. People are really baffling. I know that’s overly simple (so is hate!). Selah.
ps. I was deeper on the Twin Cities this visit than ever before… maybe because I haven’t been home in so long, maybe because my sister put things in a more immediate perspective for me. Regardless, a lot of you kids reading this are from Minnesota & I do not know who you are (although I probably would). Dish, please… Let’s be friends.
Thursday, August 23, 2007
I walked thousands of steps from my sister’s hospital bed to these tall silly things, stuck like ice picks in the Mississippi riverbend… trying to make sense of 2007.
