I went up north with my father to Lake Champlain - a large deep body of water on the border of Vermont, New York and Canada

we climbed Noonmark Mountain and had a sail on my dad's sailboat - fun fun fun

there is this great old Victorian house up there that is falling apart

it's gorgeous

if I win the lottery I'll buy it and fix it up

liberty - equality - fraternity

I got a huge dose of fraternity which did me a world of good and came out of it with a physical manifestation of brotherly love



I was born in Philadelphia - and have been blessed with two remarkable brothers ... and my two sisters are so protective of me that I can't account for the hell that will break loose if I am ever so much as slighted

if not for the fierce love of my family I would most likely be a mental health statistic

my brother Bill & I spent a saturday on Mackinaw Island in Lake Huron between the Upper Peninsula and the Lower Peninsula of Michigan. No cars on the island the only way to get around is by foot, bike or horse conveyances - the island is like a throwback to the last century. Bill and I took the road less traveled which led us to a butterfly conservatory.

we then took high tea at the Grand Hotel complete with champagne and a harp player. Finally we saddled up at Jack's Stables for a ride through the back trails of the island.


I highly suggest a road trip to the Upper Peninsula of Michigan

my sister Virginia is a producer based out of brooklyn. she has put on a variety of productions - from short films to a play "Tender" that went to the Edinburgh, Scotland fringe festival. right now the production that makes the most money for her is producing mock Iraqi and Afghani villages for the military to train troops headed to the battlefield. So she criss-crosses the country training troiops before they embark.

my brother Bill, also based out of brooklyn, is an internet start-up king whose internet promotions website nabbr.com went so big the financial end of it started to drive him crazy. he was pulling down $100G/yr when he abruptly quit to start-up a new company which is presently in the works.

serendipity has landed Virginia, Bill and I in Grayling, MIchigan for 24hrs. Virginia is wrapping up operations at Camp Grayling Army National Guard Base - and Bill and I are headed up to the Upper Peninsula of Michigan to build a 10ft single person woodstrip canoe at Great Lakes Boatbuilding School in Cedarville, MI

here are photos of us taken today in and around Grayling

Charles River, July 4th


Boston HotRod

stencil art - I love it



This Martin Luther King Jr. is on an electrical box in the Back Bay neighborhood of Boston



underboob is in an archway at Rensselaer Polytechnic Institute in Troy, New York

boston public garden, 5am

heavy heavy sky
clumsy gossam dawn
peacock roses

Boston comes alive!

I had a bad first night here - due to the overconsumption of vodka to ease my nerve. I paid for that by inflaming my weak stomach

but I am back on feet and ready to explore this city. I have discovered the Boston Public Library, which has a lovely courtyard and the Museum of Fine Arts is within walking distance as well.

I plan on taking long two hour evening walks - criss-crossing the city

mayhaps some photography will result

brace yourself for a critique of SG

I love the freedom of expression of the Girls - I'm all about girlpower

one of the reasons I took a long hiatus recently was due to the influx of very young (18 yr old) girls eager to get naked before a large crowd

there is a sense of girls who are not yet women and somewhat unsure of themselves rashly embracing their carnality - a "girls gone wild" sensibility without the obvious exploitation

I actively seek out the 25 to 30+ Girls who I have more in common with emotionally and spiritually. while I respect girlhood, I love womanity. most of the older Girls are presently inactive

in the end it isn't the Girls that brought me back - it was the company of good friends

I love the human body and am very comfortable in my own physicality and love to explore the infinite variation of how humanity is bodied forth into the world

Kierkegaard's challenge in his fascinating treatise "Either/Or" is that there is a question placed before all of us - to live a life of the carnal libertine casting ourselves headlong into our physicality and its joys, or to live a spiritual life of moral parsimoniousness and uprightness

the strict line drawn between the two choices is imaginary - we are all both carnal and spiritual to differing degrees

Kiekegaard was something of a pre-existentialist - attempting to outline a way of being in the world without the underpinnings of christian morality

SG leans toward the carnal though there is deep spirituality here as well - I think that though I love physicality, I am more soul then body

it is a pattern in my spirit as mysterious as the pattern of ivy growing along the bluebrick wall on Chestnut Street

riot of tulips
double dutch cacophony
tears through city street



Albany, New York is awash in tulips - a remnant of our Dutch heritage



they bloom briefly in May and then fade - it is a glorious moment



I am off to Boston to study introductory attic greek and to take a latin seminar. I will spend the summer in Boston - a city I am just discovering

instant erosion rebirth