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The Name Card Shuffle

Sunday, October 21st, 2012

Name Card Shuffle, 2012, Lucid Communication

A collection of little name cards I made to hand out at a small art gathering last night.  I actually got inspired around midnight the night before to show.  I went over to my studio shook up a few cans of spray paint and made this little name cards.

I am pretty happy that I made them.  They came in handy at the show to hand out to some people who had come by to check the work and enjoy some good times.

 

Walking in the Wind, Shaky Ground

Saturday, April 16th, 2011

The day was absolutely gorgeous yesterday.  It was actually the first day, that wearing my fleece lined jacket was a little too much to be out and about.  I finished up what I was doing a bit early and took a stroll, in Narashino.  The wind was just howling.  Cherry Blossom petals filled the air, like pink spring snow.

The sprouting flowers were fighting the wind, moving too and fro in the pollenated air.  These little wonders seemingly so week, effortlessly were able to hold their ground.  They were flexible and strong enough to hold their ground.

I guess the point that I am getting at is that we too must be flexible as the earth shifts beneath our lives that we have built here in Tokyo.  If we are too rigid we will break.  If we are too flexible we will just be like a man-o-war floating where ever the waves take us.

The situation here has the ability to change in a second.  Our whole world could be thrown into the wind without any notice; therefore, I am trying to be flexible in my thoughts and actions.  I am looking to how nature will rebound from tragedy, and we too will rebound.

One Love

One Life

One Desitiny

Be safe in all you do.

The Leaning One with Wall

Me, Myself and Flower Shadows

Where I Used to Play, The Naked Lady at Dante Fascell Park

Thursday, March 3rd, 2011

I decided to head down to Coconut Grove today to enjoy the lovely cool weather.  On my way there I passed by Dante Fascell Park.  This park has been the scene for many birthdays, playtimes, and even was a location for my Bar Mitzvah portrait with my dog Sundance.  I didn’t stop, but I made a mental note to return there on the way home and explore around a bit.

I was happy to see youth climbing all over the naked lady sculpture just like I used to as a child growing up in south Florida.  There she was, in her cool gray concrete self.  Nothing to protect her from the elements.  Just the youth climbing all over her, and soaking up the cool warmth of her bosom.

I am glad to see her still there, reclining, and just chilling in the Miami sun.

Where I Used to Play, The Naked Lady at Dante Fascell Park- Nestled Between Concrete Breasts

Where I Used to Play, The Naked Lady at Dante Fascell Park- Breasts, Legs and Swings

Where I Used to Play, The Naked Lady at Dante Fascell Park- Legs and Sand

Ya dig? Bicycle Window Pipe and then a Wall

Thursday, January 27th, 2011

Can you’ll all out there see this back alley.  Just there waiting.  A little slice of siding cake just ready to be put into it’s proper dimensions.

Ya’ll dig it?

Bike Window Pipe then Wall

Nothingness Reflected

Tuesday, January 25th, 2011

The weather was cool and dry after a night of sudden rain.  As I made my way back to Ichikawa station I stopped in front of a closed indoor tennis and ballet school.  The withered vines covered the wall, and I was staring into an empty display case, that wasn’t really empty.  It was a good end to a new beginning or is it the other way around?

Nothingness Reflection Wall

Sunny on the Outside, Empty on the Inside

Tuesday, November 30th, 2010

The sun shone so high on this crisp autumn day; however, I was feeling a bit down.  Wandering the Ichikawa streets back to the station, this image, captured my exact mood.

As I rode the train, I saw the sun peak out from behind the cloud and I was thankful for the gentle reminder that even though I might be blue, the world still has sunshine to make us feel warm.

Split Near Emptiness

Overcast Commercial Tsudanuma

Saturday, October 23rd, 2010

The wind was blowing a cool dry breeze as I made my way to Tsudanuma station in Chiba.  The wind caused me to zipper up my windbreaker to shield myself from the cold.  It really isn’t that cold, I just think that my body hasn’t really acclimated to the weather change after a long and hot summer.

Will the weather turn to as long as a winter as we had summer?

For now may we all enjoy this lovely in between.

A Complete Disconnect

Brown Eye

Blue Wave Switch

Faux Image

Ueno: Deconstructed Constructions

Tuesday, August 3rd, 2010

The world in which we live is full of rectangles, squares, angles, triangles, and so on.  Most everything can be reduced to these simple shapes.  Even the organic nature of plants lends themselves to be studies as shapes.

Here in the back streets of Ueno, all of the shapes come colliding together.  The round leaves, contrasting with the angular structures.  They all work together to form an interesting picture of Tokyo that I love.

Striped Awning Front Garden

Window VIne Suit

Ping Pong No Here

Under the Portection

Dusty Jewels

Hot Hot Walk in Ichikawa

Tuesday, July 20th, 2010

The temp was climbing as the sweat dripped slowly down my brow.  Still I had to stop and click of some.

Click Click

wipe wipe

drink drink

repeat as needed.

Wheel, Air Conditioner, Menu

Its an Adjustment

Kanji Play

Brick by Square by Rectangle

Fragmented Self and the Safety Cones

Thursday, July 1st, 2010

One usually sees oneself in bits and pieces.  Never quite able to put all the bits together and see the whole.  It is a struggle to understand the self as a whole.  I hope though the art and process of photography I will better be able to understand the self and the world that the self inhabits.

Fragmented Self III

Brown Door, Yellow Cones

Pole Window Vent Scooter

Up is the Only Way to Go

Barbershop Never Made Me Look So Fabulous

Tuesday, May 18th, 2010

My daily stroll after finishing up my day under the blue and windy skies was beautiful.  The air was warm as it whipped around my body.  I came across an old barbershop’s rotating pole that was no longer rotating.  I was interested in the abstracted lines, and colors of the stepped like pole.  I was amazed to discover once I got on my computer that my own self image had been merged with that of the barbershop’s pole.  I hate to say it but that Barber sure made me look fantastic.

Fragmented Barbershop Self

Lost Something

Thinking About Pockets

Rusty Nail CoCo

Pararel Universe’s Umbrella

Wednesday, April 28th, 2010

There is a place on the other side of the Fifth Dimension, where umbrellas fall from the skies.  Rain bounces across the heavens, and puddles are the links between the two.  However, for me, in the meantime, I will continue to wander the streets of Tokyo, and look for those hidden leaks.

Six Little Umbrellas

Easy Boy Meets Girl and Crosses the Street

Splat Goes the World

Takimoto Watch Shop, Political Poster Abstractions

Sunday, April 25th, 2010

Walking thought the little streets of Narashino I came across the Takimoto Watch Shop.  An establishment that looks as if it has been there for eternity.  A thick layer of age covered everything on in and out of the store.  A beautiful testament to the glory design of the Showa Era.

Dancing Venus, Self Reflecting, Takimoto Watch Shop

Takimoto Watch Shop

Show Your Orange Stripes, Only for the Ladies

Wrinkles in Time

Window Watching

Friday, January 8th, 2010

A time to reflect in the clear winter light.  Looking into the windows of myself, in combination with my surroundings.  It all combines on the CCD of my trusty Ricoh.  Watch, look and see what is to be seen.

Cubic Reflection

Necslaces, Watches, and Self

I am a Lost Boot

The Other Way

Friday, December 4th, 2009

I turned left today where I usually go straight.  I wanted to know what lay down the road.  The day was gorgeous, the sun hung high up in the sky.  It was a good day just to wander and let my lens lead the way.  Beauty lies all around us, all one has to do is open your eyes and truly look for it.

Staned Glass Ginko

I Chome Bottle Cap

Uncomfortabe Wait for the Bus

Barbershop Vortex

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