Since I turned 50 a few years ago I feel more stalked than ever by time and gentrification. Sometimes that feeling turns into anxiety and sometimes depression. Not so much for myself but for my work. I need to complete projects, publish books, photograph things that still mean something to me before they disappear and to create a few hundred more paintings.
With the threat of a Septa strike I decided to head back to center city today to work on "Subway Nobody".