This is the house on Filbert Street that everyone walks by without a glance. I look at it every time I walk by to get my car and each day there is a change. The balcony sags a little more, a few windows are boarded up, and one day, I saw the beige camp chair! […]
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No Journey, Just Trying to Get Through
The reason I’m not seeing pretty comes from a corner in the city in which an artistic installation is made up of metal poles with various sized “petals” attached so that as the wind blows-think small whooshes, the petals spin in at different directions. The poles and petals are small, medium, and large. They are […]
