Right now there is a different kind of flower but I usually remember tulips.
I have a system for walking from point A to point B in Manhattan - its goals are to save time and distance. However, I recently implemented an exception to my usual rules.
In the old days, when I would approach a […]

As I was saying, I saw this car last night parked in the 80’s between Madison and Fifth, prompting this train of thought:
Someone once suggeseted in one of my classes at art school that in our consumer culture we only have the illusion of choice when it comes to what we consume. This is […]

I know lately it might seem like the journal has been focusing on superficial aspects of the area - cabbage, signage, etc. But I hold all of these things in my line of vision as suspect; suspect of containing an interesting story, an anecdote; or of possessing the potential to inspire some meditation leading […]

If decadence ever needed a visual symbol, this is it:

Apparently the obscene over-development of these decorative cabbages has not caught the attention of the usually diligent and caring gardeners who design and tend to the flower boxes and plants in the neighborhood. After last night’s freeze the actual drying and wilting of these plants will […]

Whenever I mention the building I grew up in, I invariably get, “Oooh, that’s the building with the flag” or “that’s a fucking big flag on that building.” It is. After September 11 and the proliferation of stars and stripes running up Park Avenue, any building without a flag was suspect in its lack of, […]

During high school, as I was becoming acquainted with the downtown music and art scenes, I was embarrassed to tell people I was from the Upper East Side- even more embarrassed to tell them I went to Dalton. However, after four years of living downtown near college I became sick of the […]