A My Private Coney project Flash non-fiction, brief moments and old memories of a city and mother's emotional and physical real estate disappearing at the speed of heartbreak.
MY PRIVATE CONEY presents IT WAS HER NEW YORK, the short stories that accompany the work-in-progress video and photo collection of the same name (myprivateconey.com - media link - IT WAS HER NEW YORK). The stories and the media explore the tender rubble that holds both my mother, Florence's and New York's soul as one disappears into old age and the other into gentrification. All are real observations and/or experiences with very little tall-tale telling.
Except when it makes the story better.
Please visit myprivateconey.com for additional information and sample works.
Frozen in Time: Greenwich Village Streetscapes
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The Greenwich Village Historic District was designated on April 29th, 1969.
The district includes roughly 2,200 buildings and spans over 100 blocks,
cove...
Hatch time for Tompkins Square hawks
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Some good news: the Tompkins Square red-tailed hawks had a hatch last week
and there are at least two chicks. It's still too early to get a good look,
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in dire straits
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“Nothing untouched by war under the sun? Time for some flower power!”
sayeth Rembert. Indeed, there is nothing untouched by anything, for we are
all connec...
PHOTO GALLERY - NYC 1990's PORTFOLIO #1 -
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*NEW YORK IN THE 1990's *PHOTO GALLERY - PORTFOLIO #1 - *A selection of
images from the New York in the 1990's Photo Archives.*
*Please also see: PORTF...
Feral City
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My new book, *Feral City*, hits the shelves October 4, 2022. You can pre-order
it today from your local bookshop and wherever books are sold. Thank you!
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Untitled Pandemic Series No. 5
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Things got dark. Painting No. 2 in Series of 6Approx. 7" x 8" Mixed media
on paper Available here. Painting No. 2 in Series of 6Approx. 7" x 8" Mixed
medi...
Notes on ‘Swindler & Son 2’
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This book came to me as if in a dream, playing itself out in front of me,
bit by bit, each day at the keyboard. Not so much something I wanted to say
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a found poem via facebook pics
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polar skeletons wander thin ice soon a drowning doom. droughts and
elephants die; dry meat in the sands for scavengers. in venice, the aqua
alta higher tha...
5 comments:
oh yes!
She looks like a really happy, hearty individual. Long may she ride.
I neglected to state that Dana is 88 years old.
god bless her!! and I need to get one of those cuddly furballs, but I make due with the friendly ones who guard my courtyard in the meantime.
I just love this photo and the sentiment... I couldn't agree more!
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