Do not strike the low chord, lest its vibrations awaken the halls of Maya.
(please, please, please)

Do not strike the low chord, lest its vibrations awaken the halls of Maya.


(please, please, please)

Eric Paul spittin’ some poetries at Space 1026 in Chinatown.

Select scenes from South Philly

A few of my favorite pieces from last night’s Eraserhood Forever opening at PhilaMOCA plus a sidewalk sleeper I nearly walked on and a somewhat Wayne White-esque living room sculpture (they even sculpted a bunch of little pills in the pill bottle) at the 319 North 11th Street Building.

(Steven Bradshaw : “Bob” // Shane Smith : “Meditation, Black” // Michael Perry : “Oh, You ARE Sick”)

Tried to clear my head and heart at the waterfront at Penn’s Landing on the Delaware, lost track of time and it started to get dark so I headed south to Harbor Park on Spruce Street. Then came the rains.

The fountain at Love was dyed green today. I don’t know why.

Rittenhouse Square

Rittenhouse Square

Broad Street Line

Broad Street Line

30th Street Station

Pittsburgh : part two