Took a bunch of pics over the long weekend.  I havent had the time to properly

sort though them yet, so to satisfy my needs a few nice pieces of street art found

in the Shibuya neighborhood.  The poster of Prime Minister Aso is an instant favortite

of mine, and i love that it was pasted up under a child’s slide.

Rust, Neglect, Rain, all add to the decay in the streets.

The beautiful aging that only time and the elements will bring to the streets.

Some tidbits from a hot afternoon.

Sun was beaming down and sizzling the concrete today as I

strolled back to the station.  The morning started off cool enough.  It didn’t last

long, it is July, you know?  The heat of the day sometimes bleaches the colors into

a nothingness, but I strive to find the colors in the City.

P.S. There is a cheeky self portrait in this batch.

ciao.

Strolled around Kiba Park on the edge of Tokyo on Saturday.

The skies were as gray as the concrete used to build this urban park.

A quiet stillness in a park full of activity on a Saturday afternoon.

Light illuminates all.

Turning the mundane beauty in to surreal

golden treasure.

Gates to keep up in, and gates to keep You out.

Details from a stroll in ichikawa.

More little treasures discovered under a layer of dust

in an old display in Ichikawa, Chiba. These little guys, flash bulbs,

and light meters, have not been touch for who knows how long.

Someday, Someday, they will be mine.

The air dropped and became pleasant, out of the corner

i caught the glow of a yellow moon, calling m out onto the veranda.

the air wicked around me while i fumbled with my little GRII to get some long exposures

of the magic out my window.   Step out and see.

Another afternoon stroll though the old part of ichikawa.

Looking for what is to be seen, and seeing what is to be found.

The scratched image reads Honto Love.  Or in other words True Love.