Anori Outtake: In Custody

“Miss Sinclair.” Officer Duncan sat pert behind his desk and held out a blue index card.  “You fill in one of these?”

“No.”

“I need you to fill it in.”

“I’ll wait for my lawyer.”

He hunched over the desk, his black pointy hair sticking out from his small features and hands, and turned away from her to Officer Manzoni at the desk beside him. “Processing the 10-64?”

Officer Manzoni, intent on his screen, his goateed chin pushed forward, wire-frame glasses tight against the bridge of his nose, took a moment to respond. “Series two.”

“It’s not Series two.”

Officer Manzoni shrugged.

Officer Duncan glanced down at Dee again, almost surprised she was still there, waiting like a child. “1151, you can have a seat.”

Dee waited, looking through the newspapers again and considered the picture of her jumping again, peering at her half exposed breast again and then her arms awkwardly out, her right leg almost straight out, like she had been pushed. It made her stomach turn, looking at herself, thinking how she could have broken her ankle and then remembering the tunnel and the dark and thinking she might actually still be in there, comatose, leaking toward her last breath. She looked around and saw Officer Duncan over her, Officer Manzoni just behind.

“This way.”

You Look So Alone

Being alone isn’t a bad thing. Not at all. It’s actually good. It’s a time to collect thoughts, reflect and be and all of that. It can even be reveled in.You Look So AloneThat said, it’s not good to look alone, when someone is likely to approach with the dreaded words, “Oh, you look so alone.”

“I look alone? Really? Well, I am. We all are, don’t you know?”
You Look So AloneWhat’s wrong with staring off into the distance? Why must standing apart be seen as a telltale sign of depression? What is so bothersome about being alone?You Look So AloneIt’s sure as hell better than having to listening to someone else chatter on. “Can you give me a couple of bucks? I lost my bag. They took everything.”

Valerie Texting

Valerie texted with both thumbs and a forefinger, her long fingers with ethereal pink nails, furrowing her brows, curling the corner of her mouth, her feet splayed out sideways, her knees pressed in. Valerie TextingShe looked almost a caricature of herself, everything exaggerated and intense, tight inside herself, not even there, aware of nothing but her screen.

Overlooked NY: Downtown Chamber of Commerce

The Chamber of Commerce Building, at 65 Liberty Street, is one of many buildings in downtown Manhattan with doric columns.Overlooked NY: Downtown Chamber of CommerceBuilt in 1900-01 to house New York State’s Chamber of Commerce, it was vacated eighty years later. The building was restored in 1990-91 and now houses a pair of banks: The Megabank of New York and Bank of China, Taipei. 20151203_163218Overlooked NY: Downtown Chamber of Commerce

In contrast to the heavy finance going on inside, the front of the building is consistently lined with rows of bikes for a local food delivery service.

“Try to Stay Positive!”

I trailed after my wife, navigating around a cluster of pink bedecked girls dancing to electro-pop beats during “ Open Studio Weekend; the place looked like a Hollywood set.Try to Stay Positive“Even the graffiti looks fake.”

A scruffy juggler in white tights called over, “Try to stay positive!”

I glared back. “Stay focused on yourself.”

“It’s okay, man.” He dropped his pins. “It’s all good.”

Plumbing Artist: Cristian Daniel Torres

Cristian Daniel Torres is a plumber and an artist.Plumbing Artist: Cristian Daniel TorresHis creations are enigmatic, evoking child-like wonderPlumbing Artist: Cristian Daniel TorresSome are mechanical, even functional. (Click the image below to see him demonstrate a computer desk.)Plumbing Artist: Cristian Daniel TorresAll of the work can be seen at Mr. Torres’ studio at Local Project in Long Island City, Queens.