I've a sweet spot for the World Cup. The first summer in Seattle was spent underemployed and with plenty of time to drink with new people watching mid-day matches. Here's a …
I've always wanted to find old papers between the walls of a house while remodeling; all the better if that old paper happens to be cold cash currency. Here's a scrap …
Keeping it real: I'm posting some bike bits every day this week.Topping out recently at 262 pounds, Thank You Sweet Jesus & Wedding Stress Eating, I've been paying attention to …
A couple years ago, my friend Nia got a little obsessed with EBay. She's got a great eye and being in her home is like being in a comfy magazine …
Whichever Stone You Lift: Memorials from Grove Street's Jewish Cemetery has been extended two weeks!If you live in the Boston area, you now have until August 10th before it finally …
A few weeks ago, I mentioned that I'd say something interesting about found photos. However, after working all day in unseasonably hot weather to get my show up, I haven't …
I am happy to report that one of my photos was used in the cover story of this week's Boston Globe. The focus of Cate McQuaid's article is in …
After months of complaining to Vic, I finally found a junk store in Boston with a box of lost photos. This makes me unreasonably happy. This one of a Peugeot …
A poem by Paul Celan: MIT WECHSELNDEM SCHLÜSSEL Mit wechselndem Schlüssel schließt du das Haus auf, darin der Schnee des Verschwiegenen treibt. Je nach dem Blut, das dir quillt aus Aug oder Mund oder Ohr, wechselt …
I started gathering up old photos and postcards several years ago. About a month before I left Seattle, I was in a thrift store with my friend Rebecca. There I …
