DaveT’s Neighborhood

Gah.

Alex
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Yes, I know I said I'd be posting more. That was before my laptop gave up the ghost for good. So! Now I have a shiny new laptop, and will be posting more. For real this time.

For fun

I love Buffalo. In a real sense, it's my ancestral homeland. My ancestors came from Germany, Sicily, Switzerland, France, and England, but they all ended up in Buffalo. Most of my relatives live there still. Buffalo is the "home base" for nearly every family gathering. I have lived in Ohio since I was a toddler, but I was born in Buffalo and it feels like a second home to me.

Western New York is not glamorous. The glory days of steel are long over. The winters are cold and windy and gray. The local accent is too nasal to make it on any TV show that is not the local news or Roseanne. And yet, there's a charm to it, and a deep history.

Anyway, I miss it. And my family. And the amazing beef-on-weck I had at this place over the summer. YUM.

October Graveyard, Take 2

Alex
Oct 17, 2009
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October Graveyard

Alex
Oct 13, 2009
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Oak

The Greys

Alex
Oct 12, 2009
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Frightened Rabbit "The Greys" Fatcat Records

What's the blues when you've got the greys?
I've think I've given up, my body's giving in
In a building, I lie still
And then I turn back over again
In a building that has heating
Sweat sweat sweat sweat sweat, dried-on stains

I am sick of feeling sick and not throwing up
It's in my stomach and you seem to be stuck
And it wont work its way through my gut
And just go away

I woke up this afternoon and thought maybe today
The world might be a more colorful place
And no luck, it's still just grey
Come back here

What's the blues when you've got the greys?
Much less productive, and hardship and pain
In a building, where I lie still
Just before I turn over again
In a building that has heating
Sweat sweat sweat sweat, dried-on stains

I am sick of feeling sick and not throwing up
It's in my stomach and you seem to be stuck
And it wont work its way through my gut
And just go away

I woke up this afternoon and thought maybe today
The world might be a more colorful place
And no luck, it's still just grey
Come back here

Oh
What's the blues when you
When you've got the greys?
I don't have much of a story to say
I just sit around at night and avoid the day
If I do anything at all, it would be to get up
And avoid conversation and human contact
You can't touch the world if you can't even feel pain
You should come back here

QotD: Gone Too Far

Alex
Oct 11, 2009
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What is the scariest incident with drugs or alcohol you’ve witnessed or personally experienced? How did it change you?
Sponsored by MTV's "Gone Too Far." Tune into the series premiere this Monday at 10 p.m. EST.

I like this question the best of the sponsored QoTDs. Very thought-provoking. Although as a regular watcher of Intervention, I feel like I've seen enough drug or alchohol-induced tragedy to have a healthy fear and respect for mind-altering stuff. It's unnerving to be at a party and see someone so drunk that they need to be taken to the hospital, or close to it. Scary.

London/Berlin

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Oct 6, 2009
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stop here

About a year ago I collaborated with my good friend and a fellow street photographer on a little double exposure project. Exactly a year later we have another roll of film multiple exposed and developed! Yay! I shot a roll in London earlier this spring and shipped it to Berlin where the roll was shot through again and the photos developed over last weekend. Unfortunately this time the roll only had about four great double exposures, but more so quite weird and wonderful in their coincidences.

ghost dogs

We agreed both times to give as little as possible in guidance of what the other had shot on the roll to maximise ... weirdness, I suppose. It's quite odd to see some of these photos and what we have caught in the images. This one above in particular is very ghost-like for me.

cash/camera

Or what about this one? How funny that the two images would be a slot machine and this logo. If I was superstitious I'd be quite freaked out by these photos by now. :D

the trees were like people

This one is my favourite one from the roll. The trees of The Green Park embossed on the people and street life of Berlin - just lovely! :)

Looks like I am posting a lot of film at the moment as well. This is of course not a bad thing at all.

The Modern Leper

Alex
Oct 1, 2009
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This song is currently rocking my world. It starts off slow, but just builds and builds. One caution: there's one f-bomb at the beginning, so if that offends you or you're at work, maybe hold off.

frightened rabbit - the modern leper

Fall Again

Alex
Sep 27, 2009
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Autumn

by T. E. Hulme

A touch of cold in the Autumn night—

I walked abroad,

And saw the ruddy moon lean over a hedge

Like a red-faced farmer.

I did not stop to speak, but nodded,

And round about were the wistful stars

With white faces like town children.

Beginning

by James Wright

The moon drops one or two feathers into the field.

The dark wheat listens.

Be still.

Now.

There they are, the moons young, trying

Their wings.

Between trees, a slender woman lifts up the lovely shadow

Of her face, and now she steps into the air, now she is gone

Wholly, into the air.

I stand alone by an elder tree, I do not dare breathe

Or move.

I listen.

The wheat leans back toward its own darkness,

And I lean toward mine.

October Gave A Party

by George Cooper

October gave a party;

The leaves by hundreds came -

The Chestnuts, Oaks, and Maples,

And leaves of every name.

The Sunshine spread a carpet,

And everything was grand,

Miss Weather led the dancing,

Professor Wind the Band.

The Chestnuts came in yellow,

The Oaks in crimson dressed;

The lovely Misses Maple

In scarlet looked their best;

All balanced to their partners,

And gaily fluttered by;

The sight was like a rainbow

New fallen from the sky.

Then, in the rustic hollow,

At hide-and-seek they played,

The party closed at sundown,

And everybody stayed.

Professor Wind played louder;

They flew along the ground;

And then the party ended

In jolly "Hands around."

Cemetery Walk

Alex
Sep 27, 2009
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First cemetery walk of the season- oh happy day!!

I hope you like them! I had such a good time playing around with different ideas and just experiencing the graveyard. Photography is really a thing I do for myself. I would like to get a higher-end camera, though. My digital camera is great but it is a bit old and kind of sucks at close-ups.