Usually in the winter, you see a lone glove that someone has dropped unintentionally. It falls out of a pocket or never makes it into one. Bummer, eh! Here, on the side of North Street, just up from Burlington College, at 2:00 pm on Saturday afternoon, lies a black, slightly-padded bra.
Category: photography
Sarah and Jesse
Jesse looked the same. Saw him sitting alone on a rock on Church Street.
Met Sarah in City Hall Park. She said she might be evicted. “All the city does is make people homeless.”
Nectar’s Body Painting
Vermont has a reputation for being a liberal state. Don’t get all heated up. Just because VT started the civil union movement, one which should have been a no brainer, doesn’t make it the home of progressive politics. Sometimes, they let us have some fun.
Rolling Rolling Rolling
Said he was here for a doctor’s appointment. Wanted me to call his daughter in Wescott to tell her she had made a mistake.
AnnA Smith’s Spider Webb
Bill Nelson took me to the Vermont Bookstore on Main Street in Middlebury to look at his wife, Margaret’s (Peggy) book, Parenting Out of Control. In the stacks, limited as they now are under new management, we met a woman dressed like the characters in the books and cards she had in her hands. Very feminine. A little Gothy.
Overhearing me and Bill talking about the death of the local bookstore, a problem that caused him to drive to Burlington for a copy of “Bitch” magazine which had an article on Peggy’s book, the woman not only volunteered that she was familiar with the magazine, but that she liked to shop at Barnes and Noble, the store where Bill found it.
“Got any ink,” I asked?
“Why don’t you go to the stationary store next door,” she replied.
“I mean ink on your body.” She just looked to me like she had some images somewhere. And I take images of ordinary people with ink.
“I got a web on my arm and a triangle on my back. Its kind of old and fading; I have to have it restored. Spider Webb did it ten years ago.”
“Spider Webb in Woodstock, NY!”
“Want to see it?”
