The Seasides

5:35pm

After taking this detail shot, I was curious about what these tags denoted. Turns out, Asplundh is a tree expert company, family-owned and operated, since 1928. And the numbering is the pole ID. Also, did you know that the average height is 40'–45' ? And that it's buried 10% of the poles height + 2 feet? OK, I'll stop now with my new utility pole knowledge.

11:50am

This towering tribute symbolizes the "Genius of America." She holds a laurel wreath in honor of the victorious but fallen heroes of the Civil War. She may be 130 years old, but she's far from frail. You definitely feel microscopic under her lofty presence. Wish I could climb up and check out her epic view.

1:40pm

I spy Electric Ketchup, jolting a ramp with 1.21 jigawatts. If you look closely, Mr. Ketchup's charged mark can be seen in various parts of the South End. Alas, I haven't had the pleasure of spotting the artist yet. If you're reading this EK, hope we can get acquainted sometime soon. Oh, and make sure to check out another sighting in the Remixes section, y'all.

12:05pm

Hi guys! It's me. Wanted to thank you all for supporting this project. I'm having so much fun and I'm grateful to call this place home. Photo by my love, Luke.

8:40am

After doing some research, I learned these red beauties are American Bittersweet, aka "Celastrus scandens." What you don't see are my matching crimson frozen hands. Gloves would have been a smart choice.

5:20pm

City garbage bins. City seal remixed.

9:15am

The seagulls put on a performance for me this morning. Or maybe they were about to attack me Hitchcock-style. I didn't hang around long enough to find out.

11:50am

Totally tubular adventures at the playground. Yeah, I slid down, no big deal.

4:25pm

Sunset speed hump.

9:05am

View of the Black Rock Harbor off the Western tip of the park. BR has a mini version of Seaside, St. Mary's by the Sea. Before I moved to the South End, I lived in an apartment nearby that scenic waterfront. It was my first taste of Bridgeport and I've loved it ever since!

9:05am

Ice, ice baby.

8:40am

Don't be fooled by the bright sunshine and picnic-like setting. It's 25 degrees and freeeeeeezing today. Brrrrrrr!

8:26am

Oh hey, William and Harriet. The Perry's have been welcoming patrons to the park for quite some time. Mrs. Perry was the badass wifey who had this "erected" for her husband. The reverse says "...and by his character, ability, loyalty, and industry became one of Bridgeport's leading manufacturers, financiers, and citizens." Damn, that's some deep love.

12:55pm

White fluffy stuff. But not that kind – yet! Thanks to Laurie and Abe for collaborating on this stripey shot.

11:05am

Guest photog, Laurie, channeling the spirit and style of Mr. Wes Anderson. What would you call this movie?

11:50am

Choose your own adventure. Guest photog, my awesome sis, Laurie.

10:28am

Leaf getting a tan. Big thanks to my guest photog, the lovely Laurie Kovac.

9:33am

Badass skatepark graffiti.

9:10am

X marks the spot. Draped in the heaviest haze, I felt like a pirate lurking about. And I found tons of photographic treasures. Lots more to see in the Remixes section. Shiver me timbers, love me some FOG.

12:58pm

Say hey to my girl, Amy – and her sweet hair. Normally, she's teaching a bunch of energetic 1st graders at Geraldine Johnson School at this hour. But thanks to the Veteran's Day holiday, we got to enjoy a warm lunchtime walk today.

8:40am

Ode to the Bridgeport Smokestack.

You dominate the skyline as a 450-ft tall candy cane. Because of that, you've become our weird icon. You are a coal plant, and that's not cool. But you are a constant reminder of the goals that we have for this City. An atypical representation of community pride. My hope is that one day you'll become like Seattle's Gas Works Park. But until we know your ultimate fate, thank you for your symbolism.

10:29am

Morning walk.

12:00pm

Formerly Conte's, a hoppin' fish fry joint, and then more recently Salt and Pepper, an interesting blend of burgers meets Indian cuisine, this establishment sits at the foot of the park, ready for a makeover. I wish I could be involved in bringing it back to life, but looks as though the land has been purchased and the structure is coming down. Fortunately, its future is to be a semi-rise residential building. I'm ready to high five those new neighbors!

4:32pm

Sky ombré. This is the real deal, folks. No photoshop, bevel or drop shadow. Sometimes you just get lucky.

8:48am

Edward Scissorhands?

8:10am

In late summer, for one long weekend, this bandshell pumps out killer jams and this field is full of noodle-dancing hippies. I myself have participated in such activites on several occasions. Until then, the Canadians (aka geese) have claimed it their lavatory.

7:55am

This one goes out to my talented pal, Liz, of Paradox Ink. Whenever I see powerlines, I think of her gorgeous screen-prints. She's also responsible for a lot of beautification in Bridgeport. Her vibrant public art can be seen on walls, electric boxes, and our Metro North train stop, to name a few. You rock, lady!

8:32am

Though there are a many ways to enter the park, the main "gateway" is something to see. Feels like Bridgeport's tip of the hat to the Arch de Triomphe. OK that may be stretching it, but still. Mr. William H. Perry had been president of the city’s Parks Commission, and in his will, left money for the creation of the archway, back in 1918. Well done, sir!

4:11pm

Leaf-peeping birthday boy.

3:05pm

Kicking off a new month!