Friday, June 30, 2006

the expired beach


the expired beach
Originally uploaded by a nameless yeast.

you can't run away from hepburn


KATHARINE HEPBURN
DOUGLAS FAIRBANKS, JR.

in
"MORNING GLORY"
with ADOPLHE MENJOU

java head


Jesse L. Lasky
presents a
George Melford
Production

"Java Head"
by Joseph Hergesheimer
with
Leatrice Joy, Jacqueline

Logan, Raymond Hatton,
George Fawcett, and
Albert Roscoe.

Thursday, June 29, 2006

Wednesday, June 28, 2006

Tuesday, June 27, 2006

Monday, June 26, 2006

Sunday, June 18, 2006

Thursday, June 15, 2006

Wednesday, June 14, 2006

semi-abandoned motel, miami


semi-abandoned motel, miami
Originally uploaded by a nameless yeast.

semi-abandoned because, despite many rooms exposed to the elements and mold-ridden like this, there were signs of life: some rooms were locked with blinds down; other exposed rooms showed evidence of contractors (beyond the measly bag of mortar seen above); one room had a cleanish bed laid out that we suspected was being used by a prostitute; and most unusually, the pool out back was filled and chlorinated.

Monday, June 12, 2006

solares hill groceries


solares hill groceries
Originally uploaded by a nameless yeast.

key west

a message from hong kong willie




Preservation artist goes home empty first time in 10 years. Empty in material projects but completely understanding and leaving full of knowing what the Florida Keys can give you. The Florida Keys have faced 3 hurricanes. All they need is a hammer. They will find the nails, straighten them and use the boards they find floating up. We will be back.

--Hong Kong Willie.

Sunday, June 11, 2006

how's it goin'?


how's it goin'?
Originally uploaded by a nameless yeast.

Laid back Key West gave me a mild rattle at first. After leaving the Cuban convenience store neat the motel one afternoon, we backtracked, and on the deck we had descended from not ten minutes before sat a stoic man bleeding generously, arterially from his arm; strange phone calls at the motel were probably from drunken holiday revelers, but that combined with the knife-fight aftermath, and culminating in a ghost tour, left me a shakin' some over. Still, as soon as we departed for the mainland I started to miss the place and its peculiar brand of local insanity, perhaps best made manifest here, by the restrooms at the Sunset Pier, where an overaged beach bum ambled by us asking "How's it goin'?" Before we could give him an answer he shrugged, said "Sorry!" and ambled on, eyes never meeting ours, as if he was on auto-hospitality mode in a tropical asylum of which he was a lifelong resident. Which may well have been the case.

Saturday, June 10, 2006

monkey tom and the two ricos


monkey tom and the two ricos
Originally uploaded by a nameless yeast.

Joe, the artist Bunny and I met on our last road trip, met us on this trip and led us around shrimp boats and fishing villages in tourist-untrammeled Keys. Joe told stories of Monkey Tom, a wino who sold coconut shell heads for $5, and the two Ricos, each with their own tale of escape from Cuba and the hard adaptation to life in America. We only met one Rico and no Tom, but in one afternoon spent following Joe around the Keys, there was character and adventure to spare.

Friday, June 09, 2006

the pick-up artist


the pick-up artist
Originally uploaded by a nameless yeast.

somewhere in the Florida Keys.

the lowest point in america


the lowest point in america
Originally uploaded by a nameless yeast.

The boys' matching tee shirts read:
Attention
drunk ladies
free
breathalizer
test
blow here

Thursday, June 08, 2006

Monday, June 05, 2006

The Truth About Fonzie


The Truth About Fonzie
Originally uploaded by iamafriendofthesquirrels.

swap shop


swap shop
Originally uploaded by a nameless yeast.


The ground level and outdoor vendors at the Ft. Lauderdale Swap Shop peddled a variety of knock-offs of mostly ordinary consumer goods. But when Bunny spied a neon sign that beckoned you to "CLOWNS 'N' THINGS" on the upper level, that's when sparks flew. A handful of (economically) functioning entrepreneurs kept going amid abandoned shop booths, but the meat of the second floor was what amounted to the attic of a drive-in theater /circus/flea-market, scattered with random objets d'art. Put up dry-wall around one of these spaces, ship it to NY, and you've got something keener than the Whitney Biennial.

Sunday, June 04, 2006

auto show, florida city


auto show, florida city
Originally uploaded by a nameless yeast.

In a side lot hard by the Mutineer restaurant in Florida City, this "auto show" set up shop, announced by a roadside marquee one step above a sandwich board that flagged down enthusiasts to strap your hands cross their engines between 7-10 on a saturday night. Bright lights shon, a dj just off stage left played rock and roll and a middle-aged woman (photo coming later, as will many of you) sashayed in a manner reminscent of Blue Velvet. And that was just my first night in Florida.

marathon


marathon
Originally uploaded by a nameless yeast.

a defunct lunchmobile tucked under branches by the side of the stuffed pig cafe in marathon, fl.