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September 16, 2010. There's something for everyone in this world, and street fairs in New York know it. Shape, texture, color; all collide here, glinting at the eye in the sun, or subdued when it is overcast. People, stones, booths, visuals, each bumped up against the next. Contact is impossible.

WRECKAGE

June 20, 2010. This is a smash-up of the first degree. These were new. An enterprising someone built ships, planes, yachts and sundry other items from soda and beer cans. He had so many of them that they were piled behind his street stand on the sidewalk. The planes here glinted in the sunlight, shimmering like a bed of multicolored jewels.