the Way, the Truth, and the Life

The man ambled out of the cafe to look at the tree up close, Someone was pouring water from a mop bucket at the tree roots. The man pouring the water stated how the decade old tree Had not been tended to carefully enough and manual watering Is required, though he wonders what the future of this tree Holds given an already wasted decade. The other trees in the same Right-of-way will need the same sort of adjusted care. The ambling man took all this information in and added to the conversation With a knowledge only capable by spending time on this block. An entire conversation unfolded about the history of the trees in the Right-of-way on a city block which has witnessed its share of Change in a decade, let alone decades. Knowing that there are people that know this much about the Trees in front of you, it’s hard not to sense the thing which Has kept you restless for months, years, maybe longer. By being everywhere you have finally found yourself nowhere at all. Even wh...

When your work has a face, a heart, a mind, a soul, then it is all worth doing.  After just completing a set of maps at work for a meeting of the minds, maps identifying vacant and dangerous homes surrounding select schools in the Detroit Public School system, the maps came alive. Working within the conceptual has its limits.  Maps are simply representations of the physical environment, and can be portrayed in many ways.  The hope of utilizing such data are important, one tells oneself, because it is for the children (at least in this case).  Or for the betterment of all so decisions are made with better data.  But what is this really for?  Who exactly are the ones walking home looking at abandoned buildings everyday?  Staring at dots reveal there are a lot of dots on a plain sheet of paper, minus the stories of those dodging the dots on a daily basis. Cafe Con Leche, Detroit, MI.  Elementary band performance. After finishing the maps I go...