l’arte della citta’

January 30, 2008 at 6:17 pm (Uncategorized) ()

I like photographs that you wouldn’t find on a postcard… you might find them in MoMA, but more likely you won’t find them. I think they’re the most interesting.

Douglas Levere… he’s kind of on the fence between postcard and miscellanous. He fascinates me.

http://www.douglaslevere.com/gallery/

My favorite… it’s not visual art, it’s musical. Ani DiFranco references New York in various ways, sometimes random, sometimes spontaneous, though usually with a point. This is from “Cradle and All,” off of her albums So Much Shouting, So Much Laughter and Not A Pretty Girl.

fourteenth street and the garbage swirls like a cyclone
three o’clock in the afternoon
and i am going home
f-train is full of high school students
so much shouting, so much laughter
last night’s underwear
in my back pocket
sure sign of the morning after

i live in new york, new york
the city that never shuts up
in the daylight everything is so gory
you can hear snatches of stranger’s sorry stories
and i moved there from buffalo
but that’s nothing
the trico plant moved to mexico
left my uncle standing out in the cold
said here’s your last paycheck
have fun growing old

Interesting. Douglas Levere and Ani DiFranco are both from Buffalo…

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welcome to newtown

January 30, 2008 at 6:09 pm (Uncategorized) ()

This is the flagpole. Yes, we know it’s in the middle of the Main Street intersection… we think it’s weird, too. Up there is the copper rooster that looks like a weather vane. See that hole in the middle? That’s a bullet hole from target practice during the Revolutionary War… so says the rumor. Down the hill is the rest of the town, to the right is the pasture and the left the highway. You’re always going either up or down hill here. There’s Fairfield Hills, the closed asylum with asbestos. We don’t recommend you do inside –though the tunnels underneath are pretty creepy. People have broken in before. We’ve all learned to drive on the Fairfield Hills streets. There’s the maximum security prison– and yes, the woodchipper man is there. But you can’t actually see it from the streets. Believe me, we’ve tried.
This is my street sign. It’s been stolen 4 times. There’s Anthony Edwards’s teepee and Johnny Depp’s house — he’s never in it. The tricycle in Sandy Hook center is the memorial to the party naked man. He’s a separate story.

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and here we go

January 16, 2008 at 12:22 am (Uncategorized)

I’m terrible with technology. This is going to be interesting…

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