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.
Florida Birds - Part 4
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For those wondering if I am still covering East Village red-tailed hawks,
Christo and Amelia, the answer is Yes!
After hawk nesting season drew to a clo...
The Beats: A South Village Tour
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December is South Village Month – join us in celebrating this vibrant
neighborhood all month long! Postwar America in the 1950s through the early
1960s e...
Saturday Night @: Christmas In The Village
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*Live from Peoria, Illinois it’s Saturday Night starring this week’s host,
Peoria Riverfront Museum’s Christmas in the Village and featuring special
gue...
Thanksgiving Letter to the Family
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Dear Family, Once again, we will gather for turkey and all the trimmings
this Thanksgiving. Trump remains a pain in my rump, but I have decided to
rise ab...
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!
*...
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...
MURALS AND GRAFFITI - PART 1 -
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Murals by local artists, RIP Murals, Street Art, Graffiti, Vintage and New
Painted Ads, Giant Billboards: everything painted you could see in the
streets ...
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
as ...