Posts Tagged ‘Patterns’

In which The Gay Recluse becomes increasingly obsessed with manhole covers. Sometimes when you brush away the leaves and organic debris, you find a manhole cover from 10,000 years ago, when New York City was first being constructed. Whenever anyone asks me for something to put into a time capsule, I tell them not to […]

In which The Gay Recluse becomes a flaneur. Date of pictures: April 23, 2008 Location: 35th Street between 5th Avenue and Madison. We often think about the city streets as we would the surface of a lake. We imagine worlds beneath us we cannot ever see. The windows down are beautiful, however. Looking through them, […]

In which The Gay Recluse ponders two photographs of an immense white brick wall and doesn’t regret taking drugs. Photograph 1: Here we see one photograph of an immense white brick wall. Like 90 percent of the architecture in Washington Heights, it is thousands of years old and on the verge of collapse. Note how […]