more mundane moments

I've been out of action for a while. Here are a few more mundane moments from around my neighborhood. I find these kinds of everyday scenes and objects, ordinary as they are, to be thoroughly interesting. When we stop and look at them, they seem to tell stories. I wonder if Mark gets much handyman work from the ad.

anti-meth poster, University Avenue bus stop

Tower Grocery, University Avenue, today

Dinkytown, today: Art of the Can

sky dramas, 7pm (near Como-Snelling).

More mundane dramas from the Como-Snelling billboards.

billboard photo essay number three: ephiphanies of consumer desire

The billboard's territorialization of public space for the cultivation of consumer desire rests on an increasingly pithy symbolic vernacular. The consumer is hailed as a savvy interpreter of the symbolic universe who is able to recognize and decode the barrage of images and text that circulates around us. We become putative members of consumer society via our capacity for aesthetic proficiency. We could say that we are no longer "mere" consumers but active producers of the very apparatuses that guarantee our integration into consumer culture in the first place. This billboard poster seems to suggest that a visit to the Mall of America is a cultural event akin to visiting Museum of Modern Art or the Minneapolis Institute of Arts, cultural venues whose acronyms and modish appeal the MOA evokes here.

The epiphany here is the "realization that there is a sweet sale” at the Mall of America “on your day off." Hence, we find delectable personal reward if we realize that consuming can sweeten our leisure time (which is implied to be somehow empty otherwise, much like the sky that provides the backdrop for the poster).

One has epiphanies when encountering the profound. Are we being asked to contemplate an afternoon of trudging round the Mall of America as a profound activity?

Maco Theater, Virginia, Northern Minnesota

The beautiful Maco Theater in Northern Virginia up on the Iron Range. It's simply beautiful. Neon. Glass brick. Original doors. What more could you want? It was built in 1938 and originally had statues depicting Native-Americans inside. It now houses the Cornerstone Family Church. We were up there last Sunday afternoon and went inside for a look. There were some young guitar hopefuls practicing their thing on the stage. They sounded rather like Low who hail from up the road in Duluth who frequently play the Twin Cities. The doors photographed here are a little to the side of the main entrance.