This kind of grime and mismatched texture only minutes from my home right before the BQE onramp combined with the idea of getting some mishandled day old donut from a random gas station for filling up my tank with carcinogenic fuel makes me want to live in the woods of Vermont like right fucking now.
Posted in Greenpoint
Tagged BQE, donut, filth, gas, gas station, stone, textures, Vermont, woods
All from one filthy-ass block in the middle of nowhere, also known as Maspeth.
Posted in Junk Street
Tagged filth, Maspeth, mixed media, pollution, Queens, trash, trash pile
Where one man’s trash is another man’s blog post.
There’s a whole fucking ecosystem in there!
