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Hello, friends. I and my lovely & talented fiancé and are now husband and wife, as of last Monday morning, 10:10am! After 'mooning in Montreal, we are leaving Boston behind for the Elevated trains & Magnificent Mile(s) of Chicago. Many thanks for the support over the years. Hope to talk to you all again once there!
Notes from Rooftop and Bridge-side
The 24-hour availability of mass-transit, the diversity of the "ethnic food," the architecture, the grime and the graffiti. Everything. I recently returned from visiting my immediate family in NYC this past weekend and must say, I'd really missed New York. Growing up in Queens, I used to see the tag "Trake" spray-painted everywhere and, as per proper bragging rights, sometimes in difficult-to-reach places, like the beams and girders of elevated subway platforms. With the way street-art and graffiti has blown up in popularity -- to the point of over-saturation and backlash -- as well as recognition of its cultural significance / potential for
I have noticed that...
I make appropriate sound-effects to accompany whatever it is that I'm drawing.
Swooshes, Klangs, Crashes. The whole thing....
Everyone that sits next to you is sick or crazy.
After "going pro," I found myself on the subway or on the bus more often, shuttling to and fro between meetings with illustration-clients. I don't own a car and refuse to buy a bicycle -- what with the obnoxious hipster/cyclist/bike-messenger scene so ubiquitous in Boston & Cambridge. Booo. In any case, although I often thought so already, it seemed especially obvious to me now:
*Everyone that sits next to or near me on the train or bus is either SICK or CRAZY.*
Turns out it happens just a little over a third of the time... but still.
My quite-scientific study sits below.
THE PARAMETERS: For Science
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on the humanity of public transport +
not long ago, i took the bus home from... somewhere, i forget. in any case, i sat behind a father and his strollered-daughter, who were probably about a row or so in after the hand-capped / senior-citizen priority seating. just as we were entering the homestretch, who gets on but an obvious drunk and his oblivious -- or just blase -- female companion. she takes a seat quickly, but the drunk lingers in front of the white-line, exchanging a few words with the bus-driver. all i overhear of this exchange is the driver saying something to the effect of "that better not have been sarcastic."
anyway, the drunk chooses to stand. right above the girl
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Leaving Boston for Chicago--in marriage--wow! Congratulations man! And Montreal is absolutely beautiful this time of year. And yes, you'll miss Boston from time to time (I did--but I visit my family who still lives there often enough), but where ever you roam with your new family to make, you'll nonetheless always be home.
No, I didn't mean that to rhythm.
Again--congrats!
No, I didn't mean that to rhythm.
Again--congrats!