Yesterday it was five years ago that superstorm Sandy came to town. To celebrate the anniversary , the weather gods regaled us to another storm. But it was just a soft breeze compared to Sandy’s brutal power. What has happened in those 5 years to protect us from another disaster? Almost nothing. To quote today’s New York Times: “Most of the big plans to stormproof New York city remain just that: plans. And throughout the planning, the city has continued to advance toward the water, with glass high rise stretching across the riverfront […] Each year we don’t get a hurricane here we know we’ve dodged the bullet ”…
And so on. The borough I live in, Staten Island, was probably the worst hit and would be again if another superstorm struck. We don’t face the future, we just kick the can down the road. Fuck you, grandchildren…
Below some images in which I combined photographs I took of houses destroyed by Sandy with photos of the waiting room of the Staten Island Ferry terminal in Manhattan.
And finally, this:
This is the third and last post on our pop up garden show. Here I show pieces that were in the upper part of the garden and on the back wall of my studio. I hope they’ll speak to you.
In this second installment I show the art that was in the lower part of the garden. It includes work by my friends and fellow Stapletonians Debby Davis and Robin M. Jordan. More of Robin’s art can be seen on her website. Debby’s website is down at this moment but I found this tidbit about her on the web.
The images with no captions are of my work.You can see titles by clicking them.
NEXT: THE UPPER GARDEN
Last Saturday, we had a ‘pop up gallery show’ in our garden, at the invitation of the Mud Lane Society for the revival of Stapleton (our neighborhood). There were works by myself and two other artists. It was fun to place the sculptures in a garden setting and to see throngs of people passing through looking at them. Because there was a lot, I will post pictures of the show in three installments. First, the entrance and back wall. All the works in this post were made by me.
2017 Mixed media on found canvas
The village, the church and the castle 2017
Mixed media on found wood
This is a continuation of my series “African Memories”. I post it now on the occasion of tomorrow’s solar eclipse which made me think of the eclipse of february 16, 1980. Northern Tanzania was an ideal place to witness the event and we just happened to be there. I took some pictures but because I had no tripod, they weren’t very good. But like the other pictures in this series, they were altered by time and water damage. Some of the changes just happened, some were caused by me on purpose.
These are low resolution copies of high resolution (1200 dpi) scans. To appreciate them fully you should see them in high resolution. Below are some details of the pictures above. See if you can match them.
An eclipse lasts only a couple of minutes. A short moment which, over time, becomes a strange memory, evoking unfathomable spatial events. Memory is what this series is about. I will continue the series in the near future. Follow this blog, if you want to see more…