The last of november

The Haunted Metropolitan Museum of Art

Any artist who wants shelter and supplement 

from the raw beating of the urban concrete 

should put themselves on a train heading 

towards 86th Street where they can find divine 

solace and 5,000 years of ancient motivation.

While taking the photographs I noticed that many of the stone reliefs, ritual sculptures and funerary objects are definitely haunted.

...Muahahahahaha, ha!

Halloween, Halloween..

"Sixteen times I heard the sinister  laugh!

Street art and a silent epitaph.

LXXXI

Or I shall live your epitaph to make,

Or you survive when I in earth am rotten,

From hence your memory death cannot take,

Although in me each part will be forgotten.

~William Shakespear

On the wet window.

Creative fire has a distinctive measure

Casting light to find the eye inside the vest

But simple etchings are not for pleasure

Above the pattern there is a better way!

~A.O

Sunday Gloomio

I made him long ago and he lost his heart at the gates...

Shesalk

Slowly making my way to the Javits Convention Center.

New york skyline

New York served as the capital of the United States from 1785 until 1790.

Upwards

Part of the massive skeleton is haunted by the light.

Out of radioactive skittles.

Maybe tomorrow a new shipment.

The unknown campaign

Inside they obliterate, overthrow, overburn and buy more.

I can see all

Another shift in the view.

Staring at the madness.

Happy birthday Victor

~Long way down, Capitan!

I don't want to grow up

Passing through in white.

Sunset reminder..

Keep walking

Light the way..