decaying

Ueno in August, Pipes, and Lotuses

Monday, August 2nd, 2010

After visiting the heart of Tokyo today, I am thankful for being close to Tokyo Bay.  It might not be much of a difference, but being near the water does keep things a bit cooler.  Surrounded by all that concrete and steel juts breeds hot air.

Wandering around some of the backstreets of Ueno is always an interesting for me and my lens.  I am never quite sure what I am going to find.  Walls that have been completely taken over by pipping and meters, A beautiful Lotus pond full of blooming flowers.  All harmonizing in the summer heat.

Pipe Puzzled

Jewel in the Heart of Tokyo

Element Exposure

One Eye Jack

Collage with Vent and Text

Run Stickman Run

Abandoned Fisherman’s House in the Middle of the Suburbs

Friday, July 23rd, 2010

I came across this abandoned fisherman’s house today not far from Kasai station.  It is a bit unusual because I had seen it before, but it wan’t till today that I realized that it was a fisherman’s house.  Fishing used to be a way of life in Kasai, but for the most part it has been abandoned, along with this house.

There also was a gorgeous graffiti piece done on the pad locked door.  That is really what caught my lens.  Here was this house of wood, with nets hanging on the wall, and there was this gorgeous painting on the door.

Tokyo, and even my own neighborhood of Kasai never ceases to amaze me.  I have cycled though so many f these streets, and I still manage to see things that I have never seen before.

Get out and explore your own neighborhoods.  Look for the things that you have never seen before.  Find those little gems that speak to your heart.

Fisherman's House Graffiti

Fisherman's Needle, and Coil

Fisherman's Nets

Fragmented into it’s Elements, or Not?

Saturday, May 29th, 2010

All of life we seem to separate and fragment into their individual elements.  We try so hard to distinguish between, life, work, and our spiritual pursuits.

The way I see the world though my lens, is that the elements are fragmented, but only because we choose not to see the way in which they are all interconnected with everything else in our life, and the world that surrounds us.

All the fragments merge together to create the collage that we all assemble as individuals called life.  These bits and fragments form the synapses of our being.  As we step though the world new ones are created while some decay into forgotten memories.

fragmented, divided, or collaged?

We must choose how we will view the world.

Can't Stop Art, Version III

Urbanized Tree

Red Ku

Smiling at the Concrete

Slash Slashing Slashed

Square Reflections from Friday

Monday, June 15th, 2009

3 more images from my stroll in the sun from Friday.  

As I sit with my sliding door wide open I can feel the cool wet

weather to come.  I look forward to the cool, but I am not crazy about

the wet.

Storefront No, Aloe Yes

Tagged, Hooked Corner

Slighly Bound

Going Back to Key West

Sunday, June 14th, 2009

It has been 3 months since I walked down Duval Street with Jerry.   A beautiful breezy day in the most south one can get in Florida with out hopping on a boat.  The boom of bass coming from a convertible.  The lazy breezy days on a patio with paint slowly peeling away.  The picket fence that is slowly dissolving to gray.  The bicycle that floats from up above.   I miss you Key West.

Gray Picket Fence

Rolling Down Duval Street

Front Door Wild

My Porch, No Tresspassing

Bicycle on a String

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