On Walter Hood.
On J.G. Ballard, a Flickr photo pool. “Drained swinmming pools in suburban landscapes, gated communities with their security video surveillance, highway embankments, deserted airport concourses, the post industrial nightmare of the end of the western empire.”
On food. Play it.
On sLowlife, the time-scale of plants.
On sampling the park, exploring “the social history of a downtown city square in Montreal using sound, image and GPS sensors” and looking “at the ways in which memory is inscribed in space, drawing on field recordings, oral history, and archival material to form a deeply-layered mediascape.”
Click opera on Expressway.
And dan: It surprises me that the photograph would elicit nostalgia rather than situate it amongst other scourges of light pollution. The latter link leads to some incredible photos of artificial lightscapes. Which leads me rather ambivalent. On one hand, I feel for astronomers and urban dwellers detached deprived of intergalactic orientation. On the other hand, these stellar analogs can produce incredible, sometimes phantasmagorical effects. And some of my better childhood memories of summer are of parks bathed in an ethereal glow at night.
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