Sunday, May 30, 2010

Here are the Bronx photos from the previous black and white roll.
Shot during one of my travels through the south Bronx at work every friday.
I feel a strange affinity towards this area.
It reminds me of Queens, my early childhood.
Astoria has those huge ominous subway tracks above ground, just like the Bronx.
There's a permanent shadow on the streets below.
I still remember, how it always feels so much cooler under the tracks on a hot summer day.

176th St. Station.
Burnside Ave. Station.
4 train
Burnside Ave. Station.

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In search of myself, I flew across the country from New Jersey to Los Angeles. The universe brought me to the gates of an Ashram on top of a mountain. The mother center of Self Realization Fellowship in Mount Washington, CA. One week later I am employed as a tree pruner and gardener at the mother center. The path to finding oneself is a peculiar one. This is a record of my spiritual observations through nature and life while employed as an Ashram Gardener.