Showing posts with label Clarendon. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Clarendon. Show all posts

Sunday, July 25, 2010

waterfalls

Hey, remember when TLC's "Waterfalls" video was like the coolest thing ever?  Yeh, me neither.  Remember when my nickname used to be Lisa Left-Eye Lopez?  Yep, still is.



baby grapes


These look like bunches of grapes, but this little fruit is actually smaller than a dime.  Did I eat this fruit despite not knowing what it is?  Yes.  No, not really, but it did cross my mind...

Saturday, July 24, 2010

copper wrap

Don't know why, but at a local construction site a half-inch wide copper tube twirled out of the ground up to about 5 feet high.  This is the close edge of the loop, and you can see how it curves up and away from us to the left, with the far coil in the background.  

splat mud


A splotch of mud on the pavement.  It's kinda cool that this doesn't exist anymore; it maybe didn't even exist within a few hours of taking this shot.  And to get all defeatist on you, this file and you and I won't be around too long from now.  I like how photography can capture these moments and stretch them out, just a bit.  Or perhaps help make new moments.

Friday, July 23, 2010

Where is This #17 Stache


OK Claredactlys, another super-fun quiz!  Where is this?  Since it's kinda obscure, I'll give two clues--this is outside, and I've had two pictures from this location in the last couple of weeks of posts.  Good luck!

Thursday, July 22, 2010

NAIL nail


This is an old address sign on the side of the building next to EatBar.  From left to right: wood, old-timey nail, faded white background behind disintegrating black numbers.

greens and reds and browns


I like how there's basically only three colors in this shot, but lot's of individual items.  I also like gross bugs, 'cause I'm kinda immature.  

Wednesday, July 21, 2010

bouquet on the limb


Is this a long shot of a bunch of flowers on a tree, or an extreme close up of a man's boutonniere (yes, I know what that word means) worn over his Hawaiian shirt?

Tuesday, July 20, 2010

loop


This tangle of power lines reminds me of a roller coaster; or the an expressionist painting; or a robots veins....

draining


The drain of a water fountain after a summer shower (a rain shower, that is; being a blogger, I--of course--refuse to shower or participate in your petty social norms in the physical world {scoff}).

Monday, July 19, 2010

crying chair


I know all there is to know about the crying game.
I've had my share of the crying game.
First there are kisses, then there are sighs.
And then before you know where you are, you're saying goodbye.

One day soon, I'm gonna tell the moon about the crying game.
And if he knows, maybe he'll explain.
Why there are heartaches, why there are tears?
And what to do to stop feeling blue, when love disappears?

First there are kisses, then there are sighs.
And then before you know where you are, you're saying goodbye.

Don't want no more of the crying game.
Don't want no more of the crying game.

screw


white plastic with screw
is this haiku for ser'us?
haikus never are

Sunday, July 18, 2010

wg

Does anyone know what these are?  I see them peppered throughout Clarendon in the roads.  It's a half-dollar sized, yellow plastic thing (I think plastic) that says WG.... 

Saturday, July 17, 2010

why?

Yep.  Gross and stupid.

shaded petals


I always think this flower looks shy.

Friday, July 16, 2010

Where is This? #16 PUBLIC

OK Clarendanes, where is this "public" area in C-don?  Good luck, and god speed.


The last THREE quizzes have gone unanswered, so I've added hints to each.  Here's last week's, and the week before, and the week before.  I feel like a diabolical serial killer taunting the smart-yet-unorthodox detective desperately trying to solve the case by leaving clues to my true identity and the next victim.  SUSPENSE!  

Thursday, July 15, 2010

pecker

I spent 40 minutes watching a pair of woodpeckers flit about Fillmore street one morning, and this was as close as I ever got to the skiddish birds. The pecked at a large tree, a telephone poll, and one poor guy's siding on his house.

hydrant psoriasis

A peeling, fading vestige of what she used to be.

Wednesday, July 14, 2010

ratatat


This is just a good excuse to imbed one of my favorite Ratatat songs....

under water mine


This kinda looks like those 'ol timey WWII harbor mines, but in fact it's a little red berry of some sort.  Maybe a baby strawberry?  Just in case, I took pains not to step on it.