Brooklyn, NYUSA 11201
June 28, 2012
This wasn't in New York: but when my Seattle artist / computer geek friend invited me to explore his "tunnel" project immediately after arriving from the airport, at 1 AM, down an isolated plot of land abutting the highway in Chinatown, where in the midst of the weeds and dirt and discarded bottles in fact was the trestle of a shallow, yet climb-in-able, tunnel built to lead your toward memories, and maybe even (some of) your dreams. This was followed by wandering the dark halls of the adjacent retired immigration building / detention center, which is now studio space for artists.
I'm Greg. I live in Brooklyn. I love my two cats (without shame!). Sometimes people say I can be an interesting person, and I'd like to think sometimes they're right.