Commuter Highlights

Nice to see Jimi Blacksheep playing at the Park Street Red Line stop while on my way to the gallery last night. You can catch him playing live on my Instagram.

Getting Used to This

Decades of nothing new, then you blink and miss the change.

On my way to the Assemblage Gallery back in December, I entered Park Street and saw the updates for the new "Medfd/Tufts" trains for the first time and felt like a stranger in the train station I have been in countless times over the last near-thirty years. 

An old stranger.

A View from the T

Yesterday was the first time in over twenty years that I could take pictures out the T window between the Park and Charles Street MGH stops without bothering someone or feeling like a total tourist. This is the best picture, the one least blemished by marked windows.

New Spion Sighting During the Pandemic

Either Spion is braving the train for the hell of it or he's an essential worker. Either way, I've been wishing him the best since seeing this new sticker on the train.

This Week's Friendly Reminder

One of the many posters spread around the Park Street T stop.

This  is where we are now, friends.

Visit this site for more information. Good luck to everyone.

Your Weekly Dose of God

My favorite salvation peddler in the Park Street T stop on Friday, hours after the national emergence declaration.

From Picture to Page: First Flight

First of these for the new year (for as long as I feel like I can do them, at any rate). The photo is from New Year's Eve near the Park Street stop in Boston.

First Flight

Festivities start
in over-earnest.

A bang, a boom,
a duck-and-cover.

Your Weekly Dose of God

For the last dose of 2019, I'm going to end with a quiet shot of my favorite God-peddler.

He's been around Boston as long as I've been. Surely longer.

He's got his hustle. I've got mine.

Maybe one of us will finally get what we want in the new year to come.

Still Life After Breakfast, Part 104

Added local flavor. Taken at the top of the Park Street entrance.

Still Life After Breakfast, Part 103

I rarely take pictures like this, let alone inside the MBTA. Moments after I took this picture, a seemingly homeless person I gave change to grabbed the burrito and took a big bite. I have no idea if it was originally his or not.

Your Weekly Dose of God

I got this on Friday from the salvation peddler on in the MBTA Park Street stop.

I was a little lazy this week. I will work harder next week. 

Your Weekly Dose of God

One of the many chalk messages that get scrawled on the ground every weekend around Park Street and the common.

Jimi Blacksheep

Taken on Park Street.

Look for Jimi Blackstreet on YouTube. 

And on my Instragram.

Things Normal Americans Never Think About

Saw this just outside the Park Street T entrance.

Poetry is Everywhere

Found written on an outside wall of  the Park Street T station. Even in a free speech zone, it's funny that people gotta censor.

This Week's Friendly Reminder

Something for Pride Month.  Found this while walking to the Park Street T stop on Saturday.

Something Differnet

Saw this at Park Street while waiting for the red line.

Like the artist says, nice. 

Whoever this is, they're pretty bold. Let's hope they can work smaller though. They can't be this lucky for long.

Still Life After Breakfast, Part 33

This Week's Friendly Reminder

Wisdom from the side of a garbage can at the Park Street T stop.

Less Hating, Mo' Living

I F***ing Love This Musician

I saw this violinist play while waiting for the for a train at the Park Street station. 

I need to carry more paper money when I go out.

This is my first time I've seen a musician play in pajamas (and slippers if I'm not mistaken). Given I often do my best work in pajamas, I'm not surprised. 

I think "Violinviv" is the name of the artist, but hopefully, I'll get an answer the next time I'm downtown.

Edit: It turns out the usician's name is Vivian L. "violinviv" is what she calls her Instagram.