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Surrealist Sidewalk – Snow Edition

A Californian does not believe in snow devils. But in the land of the North, the wind picks up and blows them across. Dust devils, yes. Snow devils, no. I walked across the sidewalk, the wind picking up and blowing the snow every direction. The trees shook at me, the sidewalk, the passersby, snow glinting […]

Surrealist Sidewalk: Driving Mid-City

Too long, too long, whispers the road, and I have to think back to the time I last wrote, last drove and thought: I need to write. Technically, it is a month ago and I am on my way home. A new route to take for a new office. My new car likes new journeys […]

Surrealist Sidewalk: the Neighborhood in May

It’s been raining lately, raining in the Southern Californian sense when the sky becomes gloomy and there is an ever steady mist. Occasionally it increases into a downpour or tapers off into the indistinguishable landscape of clouds. I walked around my neighborhood today and took a different route than normal. I wandered south instead of […]

Surrealist Sidewalk: New York

December 2, 2011, New York, NY I had been warned that one could pick out the tourists quite easily in New York. They would stop in the middle of the sidewalk, their necks spiralling upwards, oblivious to the other pedestrians, as they gazed up and up and up, trying to pinpoint the moment the buildings […]

Surrealist Sidewalk – Downtown LA Edition

10:00AM is a strange time to be out on a morning, the stragglers to work filtering in, wondering if they should prolong their lateness or speed up in an effort to make it seem like they were frantically trying to get there. The people look at me as if I am some oddity and perhaps, they […]

Surrealist Sidewalk: Driving Edition

The first instruction is to hit play on the above video. There are no graphics to distract you, only the music and Francisca Valenzuela holding a hawk. Now the scene is set. I was driving through the Los Angeles suburbs, which are Los Angeles in of themselves, since the sprawl never really starts or stops. […]

Surrealist Sidewalk, Michigan

The sidewalk looks dry, cracked, unusable from here. The trace of dust, dried up mud in the lingering winter of April travels across it and dandelions grow haphazardly. There is no landscape, imaginary or otherwise, worth traversing by foot in this land of cars. A sign blinks: POPCANDYSNACKSBEER We’re no longer in Kansas, Toto. A […]