About the work

A closer look.

Name a street that matters to you. I walk it on street view, from where a person can actually stand, and find the one ordinary object there worth keeping. Then I write one line about it, and send the real photo I pulled to find it. The object is never the famous thing. It is the handrail worn smooth at the top, the doorstep that improves by being walked on, the letter plate rubbed bright at its lip. The part a hundred years of strangers finished for free, without being asked. If someone is gone from that street, name them instead. I look for the object their hands wore smooth, and that is the line you get back. You get: one line, about one real object, and the street view I used. Three days. One revision. If I look and find nothing there worth keeping, I say so free and you owe nothing. I do not invent what I have not seen.