Monday, December 8, 2014

Fore! (...3, 2, 1)

I've been wanting to hit a mini-golf course for a bit, but this one I came across in my neighborhood is just too mini (and shut down) for my tastes.

Monday, November 17, 2014

Vector Gallery

I was walking around eastern Chinatown, taking picture for the Forgotten Rides blog, when my eye was caught by not just oddly shimmering lights, but a Process cross, and Charles Manson's eyes looking back at me.
I had unwittingly come across JJ Brine's Vector Gallery, a supposedly Satanic art gallery.
Sadly, the joint was closed when I found it, so I'll let the photos taken from outside speak for themselves.

I hope to one day find myself in the area again, and Vector to be open.
For all others interested in this bizarre eye candy, you can drop by 154 East Broadway, and see if the door isn't locked this time.

Monday, November 10, 2014

The Words of An Uneducated Man

I was walking around DUMBO yesterday, after I dropped off one in my "Disposable" series for the AccessArt auction, to support Brooklyn Arts Council, when I headed for a pizza place to grab a bite.
As I approached the door, I could tell another man was also going to enter, but I was about three steps ahead of him. In his haste, and though he was still feet from the door, he reached for the knob, which I had already grabbed onto.
Seeing he was in a hurry, I held the door open, and motioned for him to enter.
He stopped dead in his tracks, and with a pissy look, said to me, "You liberals are so exquisite," and pointed to the open doorway, while yelling, "NOW GO!!"
I've never laughed so hard in a stranger's face before.

Monday, November 3, 2014


I felt as if someone was staring at me.
I turned around to find...

Wednesday, October 22, 2014

Animal Cruelty

What does my neighborhood have against stuffed animals?

Wednesday, October 15, 2014

Unpaid Advertisement

From what I have been able to gather, Prophet Icry is a Brooklyn preacher with absolutely no web presence, so how you actually get him the $100 is a mystery.

Monday, October 6, 2014

So This Is A Thing Now?

Big breasts, and the addition of nipples, on manikins?
I guess the lonely kept complaining.

Monday, September 29, 2014

How Statuesque

I took a walk down to a local restaurant in my neighborhood of Bed-Stuy (Brooklyn), and cut through a street I've never traversed, to find that one of my neighbors likes to collect statues.

Monday, September 22, 2014

Monday, September 15, 2014

Toynbee Tiles

I love how synchronicity works with me!
On Friday, I was walking to work at my tattoo studio in the East Village, when I came across a freshly placed, decent knock-off of a Toynbee Tile, on 1st Avenue (crossed with 4th Street).

On Sunday, while taking photos for my This Hidden City blog, I came across an original tile on Warren Street (crossed with Church Street).

If you are unfamiliar with the story behind these, I would highly suggest Jon Foy's documentary Resurrect Dead: The Mystery of the Toynbee Tiles, or just read up here.

Monday, September 1, 2014

Party Hard, Party Odd

I went to do laundry on Sunday, and - while waiting for the machines - I took a walk to snap some photos for my other blogs.
The area is mainly an empty warehouse district, so it was a bit strange to come across a relic of someone's weekend revelry.

Tuesday, August 19, 2014

Coney Island Whitefish

During the hottest days of the summer, the action is usually taken outside.

At least the scumbags in my neighborhood know to use protection.

Tuesday, August 5, 2014

Chip Off the Odd Block

I left my house on Sunday to find there was a stack of free books in front of one house, with one or two weird titles.

While a new sign was hung on the window of the jazz cafe Sista's Place.

Found both of these less than 100ft apart.

Monday, July 28, 2014

In Cars

After taking pics of the Little Red Lighthouse, under the George Washington Bridge, I kept along the bike path headed north.
Just before being lead to 181st Street in Harlem, I took an unofficial footpath that goes toward the opening of the Amtrak line, so I can photograph the graffiti.
I found along the way a few abandoned cars - something I really wasn't expecting to come across.
There were about three old vehicles; heavily destroyed. From what I gathered, they were involved in an accident, driving off the 9A (which runs along the tracks, though above it), but never cleaned up, and left to rot there.

Friday, July 18, 2014

I Dig Your Drawers

This is an odd handbill I found on the A train for an underwear-selling composer.

This is not a poor scan, but how the flier actually looks.

Tuesday, July 8, 2014

Death Don't Deal In Stupid

Last weekend, I went to PA flea markets, and bought a scythe for the Infernum Tattoo Studio.
I took it to work using the NYC subway today, and overheard the following remarks:
"Why is he carrying a death stick?" as well as "That dude's got the Grim Reaper's ax!"

Monday, June 30, 2014

Papa Large

The following are the best, 12 of about 50, Polaroid photos from James, who calls (called) himself "Papa Large." 
Not sure if he died, or an ex was pissed, but many of his belongings were thrown about the sidewalk right outside my front door. After a few days, I took the begrudging luxury of cleaning it up, and, though making a packette of stamps out of the raw deal, I also picked up the photo album to thumb through. 
In the pictures within, it looks as P-Large was documenting his first year of college in 1993. The photos make it seem like he had a fun time, which involved a lot of girls, but with how I came across his memento, I hope he is okay today.
I hope this post to be a meditation on how easily some can throw people away.







Thursday, June 26, 2014

For Real!?

I went to the corner store last night, which used to be called Papa’s, but was recently renamed, to grab a sandwich.
I ordered my usual - lettuce, cheese, tomato on a roll, and normal condiments - when a girl behind me spoke up, “You're a vegetarian?”
“Yeah,” I lazily shot back.
“Hmm. Gotta try that some time.”
I didn’t want to preach, but I did say, “You should.” Then, I suddenly felt as if it was okay to share with her a little part of me, and go into my usual quasi-spiritual bullcrap about not eating animals, but she jetted in, “A sandwich with no meat, but all that other stuff? I mean, I know what cheese and bread taste like, but lettuce and tomato?”

Monday, June 23, 2014

Came Into Old Money

I lent a friend my copy of Howard Bloom's The Lucifer Principle, which I first, and only, read in 2007.
While she was flipping through the book, as I explained its synopsis it opened as if a pop-up book, to reveal I - or someone else - had placed a few treasures within it.
There was one postcard from south Florida's monument to forbidden love, Coral Castle; another postcard of Mexican wrestler El Santo; and one, crisp, uncirculated and unfolded five dollar bill from 1950 (before they began to add the motto "In God We Trust").
Why was it was placed in that book after 2007?
I have no idea.

Friday, June 20, 2014


First post, and we are already off to a good start.