Journey from 2013-2018, the subway prime years
October 2017
October 2017 felt like catching the city in stride. I was deep in the subway hustle, moving with momentum, adapting to chaos, & enjoying the ride even when it got...
October 2017
October 2017 felt like catching the city in stride. I was deep in the subway hustle, moving with momentum, adapting to chaos, & enjoying the ride even when it got...
September 2017
September 2017 was a month where the whole catalog felt alive on the platform. Snorton Salt was raining on the public like seasoning from the sky. Singin’ in the Acid...
September 2017
September 2017 was a month where the whole catalog felt alive on the platform. Snorton Salt was raining on the public like seasoning from the sky. Singin’ in the Acid...
August 2017
The Golden Years I decided back in 2021 to go from @flyelyfe to @pjorourkeii. My name reaches a wider audience, & my eclectic taste needed a broader reaching moniker, so...
August 2017
The Golden Years I decided back in 2021 to go from @flyelyfe to @pjorourkeii. My name reaches a wider audience, & my eclectic taste needed a broader reaching moniker, so...
July 2017
This month I did a street fair. It was remotely fruitful, but it reminded me why I almost never do them. Street fairs are a whole operation: you have to...
July 2017
This month I did a street fair. It was remotely fruitful, but it reminded me why I almost never do them. Street fairs are a whole operation: you have to...
June 2017
June 2017 was one of those months that felt like the story was writing itself. I took my mom to Paterson, New Jersey on a creaky, run-down commuter bus that...
June 2017
June 2017 was one of those months that felt like the story was writing itself. I took my mom to Paterson, New Jersey on a creaky, run-down commuter bus that...
May 2017
May 2017 was a month of motion. The kind of motion you don’t announce, you just live inside of. I’d emerge with the heavy cart like clockwork, rolling into the...
May 2017
May 2017 was a month of motion. The kind of motion you don’t announce, you just live inside of. I’d emerge with the heavy cart like clockwork, rolling into the...