Galvenized

Standing on the conquered Apple, Pepper wonders if his flavor has overpowered the wrong foe. Surely there is no room for Weak Sauce, but is Apple truly the enemy?

Taken: 08/21/2010. Another installment of my evening of small-becomes-big photography. Both peppercorns refused to give up the stage and stood crowding the, almost comically small, island. There was too much flavor on the plate.

It all Shines

The wisps, tendrils of life, sprout as if kicked by the wind. Suspended.

And, as if to say "thank you," the fruit takes on the shape of its lifegiver. Hiding behind the form is the sweetest form of flattery.

Taken: in Kensington, Brooklyn, NY. This was part of a mid-night project to test the macro lens. Others are coming from this series. This particular photo, I will not give away what it is of, needs to be enlarged to clearly see the edge of things. It is one of my very favourite photos; nothing but simplicity and yet the detail is in what's assumed rather than what's seen. It is also uncropped and unedited.

Little Dragon

There is more than meets the "I." But only because I usually fly away before anyone gets to close.

Taken: 01/30/2011 by Wassaic, NY. The morning juncos were out in force. This one laid claim to the seed from 0902-0904.

Perspectives

Reflections scatter from the belly of the mug--the disarray perplexing the would be tea-drinker.

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"Do not touch," warn the colours.

"Ow, I burned my tongue," cry the uninitiated.

Taken: 12/29/2010. The warmth and the light both poured from the poured cup. The shape of the reflections attracted me. Until that moment, the cup had been a pure introvert.

Red in, red out.

I stream with abandon; alas, levitation is not my plight.
I bend light; my color curves the wrought space.



Taken: 11/5/2010. I was working hard for an effect. Luck came in the form of one red bug. This Volkswagen Beetle slowed its scurry just long enough for me to capture its redness.

My Shipping Address

Bug 1
Flower Edge
Allwheres, WE

Please address packages thusly, else Bug 2 gets them and makes a show of being so celebrated as to receive mail for two. No one wants that.

Taken: 08/11/2010 (again at) the Chateau Ramezay Museum Garden in Montreal, Canada. There were very lovely giant prints of flowers just outside the garden and I felt--if not inspired--challenged achieve a similarly striking effect. I'll let you know when I've succeeded.

Empty Room

An empty room fills up with so much smoke.
Elsewhere a mirror looks on in anticipation, appraising, aggrandizing.
The shades, like so many chimes (alas they only make the dullest music: clack, clack, hss.), strain to close the gap--trying to guess, by turns, the position of the sun.

Taken: 11/24/2010. The pork chops' grilling made for a smoky apartment. The sun streamed in beautifully. Like a picnic where the main course is the picnic itself.

Sunset (verb)

Bound on the stick, these two (she and I), experience everything side-by-side. The sun will never set on one or rise on the other. The suspense never builds, the tension never wanes.

Taken: Given. Hoisted, these two hitch to the last rays of the day's light.

The Bread Belongs

"Remember, Crow sang his song and gave long into the hunger when Fox preyed upon his.... oh never mind, this is my breadcheese, shoo!"



Taken: 05/06/2010 in Brooklyn, NY. On a warm day these starlings, and some others, fought for this "grilled""cheese." I wonder if the fighting subsided after I whispered "saturated fats."

Sleeping on the Hudson

Turned leaves follow the straight path of time, the golden light taking its cue from the waning green. The Hudson pulls itself close, bracing for the coming cold.

Taken: 11/02/2010 in Morningside Heights, Manhattan, NY. This photo is a panorama composed of 8 individual shots. I love seeing straight lines curve into a smile (see bottom corners). And the brain can stitch and mold everything into regular shapes, regardless of how they appear to the eye.

Extreme Contraption

The floating paradise of Garbarge confounds not only the laws of physics but also puts paid to the notion that there's any hope left.

It may be a recycling barge but given the usual state of fullness of recycling bins relative to the usual state of fullness of garbage bins, I must assume there are at least two or three Garbarges floating for every one of these Recyclers.

 

Taken: 04/10/2011 on the East River, NY. Thank you NY for recycling a Barge's worth. Let's do more. (see, I'm not all "the barge is half empty")

To Day:

My cart runneth over
My foot.
My fleet has set sail.

Deliver me from this
Draw[l].

Taken: 06/21/2010 in New York, NY. Towing, with dispensed emotion, indispensable products to, "Despensable Corp." The Empire is pleased.

A Man Aside

Overlooking his spectacles, this man is beside himself with content.

Taken: 03/08/2011 in Kishangarh, Rajasthan, India. A seamster plies his thread into the fabric of India.