Walk, Ride, Bike

I really enjoyed going out and taking photos the past week. I started out just photographing people and things in my neighborhood, thinking a lot about archaeology, my old major; I was interested in people and the traces they leave behind, such as the beer cans and spray painting left in my basement by the previous tenants. On Saturday, Sarah and I trekked out down to South Street and then to University City as she tried to sell old clothes and books and I followed, documenting weirdo lil things along the way, especially street art. I started to realize how much I take for granted in this city. As much as I love this place, I never really seem to look, but on Saturday I really started to notice the things that I've walked past countless times and what they imply about Philly.

I wish I had had a chance to get into south Philly (NOT South Street), one of my favorite neighborhoods and where I've spent a lot of my time the past year. I was interested in breaking into the abandoned house next door to Nick and Fernando, but that never happened. We always see the outside of these places, but never think to go inside of where people lived their lives; Nick and Fern told me that they've found eviction notices and a little kid's old homework. I dealt by sketching the abandoned house down the block from me.


I had a hard time finding objects that I wanted. All of the ones I found are plastic, and I wish I had been able to find some made of other materials. Oh well.

HI MOM!!!!

Maureen O'Dwyer

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