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Saturday, February 10, 2007

this is my church


this is my church
Originally uploaded by suttonhoo.


like Sunday service
folks settle in, murmuring
soon the curtain lifts


Posting from the Goodman Theater's production of August Wilson's last play, Radio Golf.

Chicago, IL

Sunday, February 04, 2007

word on the street


Soho, NYC
Cameraphone shot

Sunday, December 03, 2006

the house that bompa built


the house that bompa built
Originally uploaded by suttonhoo.
Shot of my grandfather's shadow cast against the house that he designed, back when it was originally being framed out. He built the house out slowly over many years, bit by bit, in a style that incorporated Frank Lloyd Wright's prairie style and Mies' modernism. God I loved that house. And, of course, so did he.

Found this shot in a small photo album that he originally took with him to Guadalcanal in WWII -- the first dozen or so pages were filled with shots of my young grama -- mostly in shorts and a halter top (pretty sexy for the 40's) -- and their young son, my father. Clearly, he continued to fill it with the things that were most precious to him, even after he returned.

Posting via cameraphone.

Friday, December 01, 2006

more cameraphone craziness


Inbound on the Burlington Northern Santa Fe, circa 8.30 AM. Yesterday. Before the snow began to fall and made us all hermits.

Thursday, November 30, 2006

reflections of a city

Wednesday, October 25, 2006

a liquid intimacy

From the first time I rode in a Pullman with an aunt who was taking me who knows where -- to a ball game maybe, or the circus -- I've felt a liquid intimacy with trains and streetcars.


W.S. Di Piero in the October 2006 issue of Poetry

Photo: Boxcars enroute to Galena, a compilation of cameraphone shots
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