Urban Alchemy

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These are random moments in the life of an indecent designer and the city she loves.

To read my grudging babblings about design, click the button.

And can we really measure
If we think we're any better
than that skyline that goes on and on
forever, on and on...."

- Less Than Jake: Is This Thing On?

Everybody in this world wants the same damned thing-
just not at the same time.

-Chris Orbach: Jane

I could be condemned to hell for every sin but littering."

- Soul Coughing: Idiot Kings

I am a female, carbon based lifeform.
I am a New York City Native.
I am a Design Professional.
I take photographs.
I also sculpt, paint, create mosaics, and play with weapons.

And sometimes, I even dance about Architecture.

What I see, is what you get.

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The light at the end of the tunnel.

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In this case it's not a train, but the sun. 137th Street is the station
where the 1 train goes back underground after being elevated at 125th St.I was sitting on a bench, out of sight of the tunnel and I heard the sound
the train makes when it enters the tunnel. The quality of the sound of steel
wheels on the rails abruptly changes when the train fully enters the tunnel.
I just shook my head and laughed. It sounds the same as it did when I was in
high school, and I think I could name that sound completely independently if
it were played for me on tape.
18th Apr 2005, 14:11   | tags:,

Euphro says:

The sun is the best light to have at the end of your tunnel (speaking as a miner, or mining geologist, which I have been ) :)

18th Apr 2005, 14:13

eacole72(eacole-at-gmail-dot-com) says:

Hey, elf, could you email me a snail address? I found something to assist in your next big project push that I want to send you.

18th Apr 2005, 15:49

bronxelf says:

sure. where do you want it sent?

18th Apr 2005, 15:50

Lyzardly says:

The first time I was standing in a subway station and heard a train begin to leave the station, I thought someone was playing a violin. I looked around madly, and saw nothing. It took me about a week to properly identify the sound.

But even to this day, there are certain stations where the hum of a subway train about to leave sounds absolutely symphonic to me. (One day, I will articulate that properly and it will be a poem.)

18th Apr 2005, 16:49

Euphro says:

Write it!

18th Apr 2005, 16:52

Lyzardly says:

Euphro: I will, it has lived in my head for almost a year now as the beginning of a poem. And when it wants to be properly written, it will let me know. I suspect it will be soon as the little writing bug has begun nibbling at me lately. I can only resist for so long before everything else gets put on hold. :)

18th Apr 2005, 16:55

eacole72(eacole-at-gmail-dot-com) says:

e a c o l e at g m a i l dot c o m will get it to me. :)

18th Apr 2005, 18:11

bronxelf says:


18th Apr 2005, 18:14