Foot on the pedal, finger on the shutter release. Breathing in scents of Kearny and Elizabeth (mustard gas and roses, as Kurt Vonnegut Jr. would say) on a hazy July morning. On the way to work. 31 July 2007.
31 July 2007
29 July 2007
This graveyard seems to be split into two distinct areas with a definitive division line between front and back, the back portion being very poorly kept. Many of the overgrown and obscured graves back there have markings that are completely eroded while others that appear MUCH older are perfectly legible. 29 July 2007.
27 July 2007
24 July 2007
I've walked under it thousands of times, yet never shot a picture of it before today. Closed and gutted years ago, but the finger still points... however at a gay bar called "The Cage". Exit the ghost of Sinatra, very unthrilled. Hoboken, NJ. July 2007.
21 July 2007
Christian and Scott hop in the car. Top down, music roaring.
A beautiful ride through roads cut alongside a river.
A walk along the bridge, just before the sun is to set.
Watching the sun make her great escape behind girders and branches.
A stroll past some homes with treasures displayed.
Breathing in the ivy and the cooling air.
Stolling along the canal and its green feast.