I Wanna be Loved by You

It’s time for me to dive into VR to make some fresh illustrations for Jazz Age Wednesdays on Teagan’s Books.

I’ll be back on Monday 4/16/18

Please enjoy ‘boop-boop-a-doop girl’, Helen Kane

Photograph of 1920's vocalist, Helen Kane
‘Boop-Boop-a-Doop Girl’, Helen Kane

 

Helen Kane Collection 1928-1930
The Popular Jazz Archive
The Internet Archive

Featured image (c) Rob Goldstein 2018
Photo of Helen Kane is public domain
I Wanna Be Loved by You” by Herbert Stothart and Harry Ruby
Recorded by Helen Kane

 

An Hypnosis of The Soul

A mash-up made from The Electric Sheep Archives.

The soundtrack is The Forgotten People by The Thievery
Corporation from Radio Retaliation

For more about Electric Sheep visit the internet archives

Electric Sheep is a distributed computing project for animating and evolving fractal flames, which are in turn distributed to the networked computers, which display them
as a screensaver.

The Electric Sheep Archives

Featured image, ‘An Hypnosis of the Soul’ (c) Rob Goldstein 2018

Mother, You Need Shoes

I would not have noticed her had the subway car not cleared
of people at Lexington Avenue.

She removed a tattered stocking cap and stuffed it
into a grimy army jacket.

She held a smudged white bag between her legs.

She reached into it and pulled out half a doughnut.

That was when I noticed her shoes.

The uppers had split from the soles; she wrapped
her feet in newspaper and rags.

I thought, Mother,  you need shoes.

I wondered if forty dollars would do.

I looked up and watched her untangle a lock of
matted grey hair.

She reached into her bag and found a bobby pin.

She styled the lock of hair into a bun

I had forty dollars.

It was for vitamins; specifically, anti-oxidants.

My body was rusting faster than a wet Ford.

The crows feet around my eyes whispered: erase us; your
happiness demands our absence.

I examined the old woman’s cracked and broken shoes;
they were useless for January in New York.

She closed her eyes, as if ready to savor a long warm ride.

Maybe she lives in the subway, I thought, like those people
in the documentary,  Dark Days.

If she never leaves the subway she doesn’t need new shoes!

My crow’s-feet said, ’Yes!’

But that can’t be right, I thought; an old woman, alone, with
nothing but a stale doughnut for dinner.

I saw myself stand, and watched as I took two twenties out
of my wallet.

Then I knelt and said, “Mother, you need shoes.”

She opened her eyes and smiled at me and
nodded in agreement.

“Will forty dollars do?”

“Yes,” she said, “God bless you.”

I gave her the money and returned to my seat, and
listened as my crow’s-feet maliciously threatened
to deepen and spread.

 

Rob Goldstein (c) 2014-2018 All Rights Reserved
First published 5/29/16
Revised 4/7/18

 

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San Francisco’s Public Art

Some of these shots date back to 2010, the year I began to take pictures.

I first used a Blackberry, then an inexpensive DSLR, and eventually a Canon T3 and finally a Canon Ti4.

 

Madre
Madre

 

Padre
Padre

 

Wisdom on Haight and Webster
Wisdom on Haight Street
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The Wheel of Justice
Por favor

Strange Dream #14

Mental Illness and Art
Why?
Collaborative Self Interest
Collaborative Self Interest
Pure Energy
Bugz

Seen in the Mission District

 

Portrait of Malcolm X
Portrait of Malcolm X

 

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Audre Lorde
Audre Lorde

 

Picture of a mural in Clarion Alley that shows people of every race, creed and nationality united in common cause
…And we are everywhere…

 

(c) Rob Goldstein 2015-2016-2017

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