St. Louis Brick

12/13/25

The Bubble atop the Glass on the Fitchen Floor

11/30/25

This is Zaire - St Louis City Newly Unhoused - The Greater Ville

Zaire is one of the hundreds of New Homeless in STL City.
I met her two days ago while delivering to Larry's Corner. She was a block to the north on Lexington. Cold. I admired her firepit. Her apartment building was one block to the west and is now uninhabitable.

Mayor Spenser, get some city employees out there walking streets and doing outreach!

Short Dawg - The Greater Ville - NSTL

Still Standing but Moving - NSTL - The Ville

11/25/25

St Louis Noir - #256

My first memory looking at the smeared lights at night on the road after the rain. I was on my knees and my elbows were on the dashboard in the backseat of my dad's car. I was in love. The black puddles, the wavy light on the pavement, the rhythmic splashing from the car tires. The floating neon lights from the motels on 66 as we left the Ozarks.

11/23/25

Er...sorry

Smokin' hot with anger and giving Mah'mm the stink eye.

Bellie

Towards the end of her life she started wrapping herself around my head. It was a hug. I wouldn't move until she did and sometimes that was an hour.

Brilliant

Last century ingenuity. I should have bought it.

We Ready

Two members of The Trio are getting it all on while the Tall Man is busy working.

You are Dead to Me

Obsessed Much

Obsessed Much is also known as Jordan Leigh Marshall. I found this on my car years ago while recovering from spondylodesis surgery. I was relearning how to walk upright and had a disabled parking spot.
On the bottom of her note is printed: Faith plants the seeds. Love makes it grow. And yet, when her car was stolen from the alley a few years later, I provided video to the cops because we're such different people. Here's the link to the youtube video that shows her leaving the note. https://studio.youtube.com/video/xgXzb6WfJhU/edit

11/19/25

Pist gave me a Fish

For such a tall man I can't discern how he sees these creatures on the ground amongst the fallen leaves.

11/17/25

Making Bolos

Pist will hand me various thing as a challenge. Yesterday it was this piece of coral that I immediately saw as a bolo. The coral mounted on suede.

11/6/25

St. Louis Noir # 199

11/5/25

Joinery

11/2/25

Solar Panels for AI?

Tucked behind a very small black community off of St. Claire Ave in East St Louis I noticed acres of solar panels being installed. I saw that most of the shade providing trees in this 4-5 block neighborhood were being removed. I wondered if they were older and damaged trees that could fly off in a storm and destroy the panels.
I worried that the residents of the small neighborhood would be displaced. The area is maybe five blocks. No town name is posted although many years ago a large, hand painted, board read, The Original Sin City.
The solar panels aren't visible from St Clair Ave. I found them one day while not minding my business, speculating about the fallen trees, and investigating the site. This is what I found on N 71st.

Che. Day of The Dead

My Day of The Dead Honoree.

10/31/25

Everyone is cranky

They either want to sleep or work. Stop talking to me, said the little dog and the tall man.
But later that day after the Feel Good injection, I met Brenna Kassis while shopping at a thrift who was in town with her band, Venus & the Flytrap. My Fit was respected and appreciated. I was given VIP status Plus One tickets to their show and took AJ.

AJ texted the next day marveling at how I manage to encounter such people on a daily basis.
I then reminded AJ of how we'd met. Haha! The End.