Golem Has Passed

My 12 year old Madagascar gecko has passed away. He was a 2 year old widower when I first got him, he had eaten his wife. He had traveled from Blacksburg to Winchester, and from NOVA to New York. As a young one he sat on my shoulder while I did homework, then when he got older he sat on his favorite fake branch and bit anyone that dared put a finger near him, except for me.


Today he had a burial at sea (The Hudson), so I took him on one last trek through the city. Along the way I decided to turn him into an impromptu art project. He would have wanted it that way. I don't have any pictures of him actualy going into the Hudson. I had to do that covertly so no one would think I was dumping a toxin into the river, as though anyone would notice.


Here is Golem's last journey:


























Golem: 1996 - 2008







Prints available in the lobby.

The Horn That Blew For Five Minutes

It wasn't an accident it wasn't on fire, it was just stuck in traffic right outside my window. A driver sitting at a green light blocked by the traffic that tried to cross decided that it might help the situation by laying on the horn for a full five minutes. At first I was annoyed but eventually that mutated into a strange admiration. Here was a man so annoyed with the fact that he wasn't going forward that he had to give voice to his disdain. Not in the typical slew of profanities that frequent such situations but in a slow steady obnoxious tone that seemed to be pointed directly at my window. For a full five minutes he gave noise to his rage, making sure all those around him were aware of his dissatisfaction. However, the shear force of his horn, the air emitting from it's mouth, was not enough to move the car in front of him. In the end only the patience of waiting for the light to change a second time was enough to clear the path ahead and send him on his way.