I’d been documenting my neighborhood in New Haven, Connecticut and then posting the pictures of the street back into / onto the street. These pictures are documents of a local layout, urban decay, and street art. From the street highlights the truism, “The only constant is change.”

The weather is different, the light is different, I’m different, certain automobiles no longer sit beside their curbside, flowers have fallen off and blown away, people feel noticeably missing, or the opposite conspicuously present, and (my personal favorite and most mysterious of all) some places were just too ubiquitous to find the second time around.