street art


driving back 
from
 brooklyn
 on 
sunday
i spotted 
french artist JR's 
'ellis island children'

if you want to read about it

in the still of the night


a few nights ago 
i went up to our roof 
to see
 if 
i could see
 the hunter moon

the skies 
were
 fairly clear
just 
a few 
stray clouds
but
no
moon

on the street


walking to the subway
 in the fall 
in the dark
 its my favorite time of year
nyc never sleeps

thanks in advance

I am reposting this article for
Best Friends Animal Society
an organization
my sister and i support and want to help

there's a 
strut your mutt 
happening in nyc 
TODAY
SATURDAY OCT 7
9AM - 2 PM
Pier 26 in Tribeca 

Strut Your Mutt: The dog walk in the park that saves animal lives



Strut Your Mutt, a fun dog walk and fundraising event, brings together thousands of passionate people from all across the country to raise money to save the lives of homeless pets. Participants can choose to raise money for Best Friends or for one of hundreds of participating shelters, rescue groups and other animal welfare groups. No matter who you choose to support, the organization you raise funds for gets to keep every dollar you raise. When we strut together, we can Save Them All.
2017 Strut Your Mutt cities:
  • D.C. Metro: October 7
  • Houston, Texas: October 14
  • Jacksonville, Florida: September 30
  • Kanab, Utah (Sanctuary): September 16
  • Los Angeles, California: October 21
  • Minneapolis-St. Paul, Minnesota: September 10
  • New York City, New York: October 7
  • Phoenix, Arizona: October 21
  • Portland, Oregon: September 9
  • Salt Lake City, Utah: October 14
  • San Francisco, California: September 30
  • St. Louis, Missouri: September 23
  • Strut Your Mutt Day: October 28
Please note: Dates and locations are subject to change.
Click here if you are a local rescue or shelter interested in participating in Strut Your Mutt.
Interested in volunteering at an event?
Los Angeles: e-mail volunteerLA@bestfriends.org
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Atlanta: email VolunteerATL@bestfriends.org
Other cities: e-mail bfvolcoord@bestfriends.org
For all other questions, contact the Best Friends National Events team.
E-mail: events@bestfriends.org
We hope you join us and be a part of this lifesaving event, because by working together, we can Save Them All.

waiting ...


yesterday 
as
 i 
waited patiently
 for 
my new iPhone
that pup 
was with its person
 sitting in 
on 
one of Apple's seminars

it appears 
it had to do
with 
drawing on the screen
 of a .. 
i dont know what

 i wasnt close enough to see!

looking up


brooding skies
chimney pots
dormer windows
wires galore
fill the skyscape
of
drury street
dublin

i promise i will get back to sharing photos from nyc ... soon

from the way back machine ...


it looks cold doesnt it?
it was

that was taken 3 years ago on a very cold winter day
i confess i have not taken any new photos since i got back from dublin
i guess i need to get on it

in the window


it aways, in my opinion, pays to look up
this woman 
was 
in her window 
above
 the noise 
of 
in 
temple bar
very new orleans 
sort of area
 of
 dublin

morning skies


i always loved seeing those pink skies
til i learned the pink was due to pollution

more dogs of ireland




these pups and their people 
were
 spotted 
along the walk 
from 
the greystones dart station into 'town'

odds and ends

i think i have almost run out of photos from my recent trip to dublin
one of the things aside from chimney pots i loved were the skies
99.99% of the time it looked as if it were about to not just rain but storm
here are some of my favorite looking up snaps
taken in greystones a short train ride up the irish coast

  
church of the holy rosary




glasnevin cemetery

one fine morning 
while
 i was in 
dublin 
we took a bus

(full disclosure this is from the bus ride back)

 to 
the very beautiful 


that incredible tree looms above some monuments


birds circling overhead


birds nestled in trees


the cafe which is part of the museum

and a section that hasnt yet been restored

its an incredible place
i love cemeteries
they are peaceful and filled with interesting headstones
this particular cemetery
with its rich history
brought me to tears






remembering ...




From the 104th Floor
by Leda Rodis (age 14 in 2001)

When the plane hit the building
rocked first
to the right
then
to the left,
and outside all the skyscrapers
of New York
seemed to tremble.

The alarms screamed louder
than we did, and I knew
it was time to get away. It's funny
what you notice:
a pen rolling across the floor
my screen saver flicker and go off
a picture of you
and me
at Coney Island.

So much to leave behind. And yet so little.

Running down the hall I remembered
my mother
taking me to the top
of the Empire
State Building when I was just
a little girl,
telling me that a plane
had crashed there a long
time ago. So I thought that maybe
that's
what happened. Just
an accident. And accidents
happen everyday.

Under the blown-out exit sign
a crowd
is screaming,
crying,
pounding
on the door.
I know:
There's

No
Way
Out.

You have to believe that I tried. I'm not the one
to give up.
Back at my desk, I rescue
the rolling pen,
stare
at the blank screen, and
hold
my picture
of you.
I look out
at the blue morning.
I expect
to see God there.
But what I really see is
another plane.
And I know what it means.
But I don't know why...

I always thought that life was full of choices.
It always has been.
What to wear
Where to eat
Who to love
(and you know who I chose).

Now my choices have been taken away from me.
The men in the planes have narrowed my choices
down
to
two:
Death by fire, or death by fall.

I see the smoke
rising
filling the room
It's hard to breathe

I look towards the open window.
What
would falling feel like?

I remember the roller coaster at Coney Island.

The wind tugging at my hair
How good it felt to scream.
The feeling in my stomach.

And how all the way down

I was with you.





When I originally posted this many asked who Leda Rodis was ...


ON SEPTEMBER 11, 2001, 14-year-old Leda Rodis was in her high school library in Vermont, researching a freshman English assignment, when the announcement came over the loudspeaker: airplanes had been flown into both towers of the World Trade Center in New York. Like people everywhere that day, Leda watched the unreal images on television as the mammoth structures burned, then collapsed, killing thousands. The image that stuck with Leda most was that of two very brave people jumping from the towers, holding hands. Rather than die in the fire the terrorists had created, they chose to jump. And they chose to do it together.


More than any other event in history, images from 9/11 are forever seared onto humanity’s collective consciousness. Every person has tried in some way to come to terms with that day. Leda decided to write a poem. “From the 104th Floor” flowed through her as if a voice had come up out of the rubble. Though it memorializes the events and feelings of that day, “From the 104th Floor” is in the end a love poem. An inspiration. Love is bigger than terror.


Leda’s mother shared the poem with a friend in Brooklyn, Serguei Bassine, a young filmmaker. The poem’s images dug so deeply into him that in the weeks following 9/11 he would stand up and recite it on his subway commute from Brooklyn into Manhattan. Each time he read he saw horror turn to grief and then to hope in the eyes of his rapt listeners. For a long time he wrestled with how to bring the poem’s images to film without violating the integrity of the poem, or the enormity of the experiences of the people who were lost. In the end he made a short film using black-and-white animation as a way of honoring both the writer’s vision and the courage of the people who perished.


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