mind (the) pieces: NY Eights

NY Eight roll - mainly spent exploring the desert streets behind the place were I was staying at the time (GoodYoga warehouse) - a particular strong sense of oblivion, abandoned places, so silent but so strong, empty by full of vestiges of the past - a habituated, lively one. Also interesting I found was the machine, object, building sense in relation with the absence significator - the human being - a abandoned, forgotten habitat, without the human - takes on another very beautiful, nostalgic, strong quality: oblivion, what is left behind and what is left forgotten - the silence.

After the return to a very human, habitated habitat, my room at Goodyoga - some daily life shots - especially like the shot of Bowie the cat, staring at me while I take photos from the mezzanine level.

And the roll finished with another morning walking to Suzuki's workshop at the CAVE - this time a strange, interesting encounter - pigeons and a wet condom on the floor - strange and interesting.