meredith cutler :: arts marketing :: artist

Yesterday was the day of the amazing journey. I made my $28.84 way home (including gas) to Providence, from Williamsburg, via a snaking, pulsing and sometimes oozing network of mass-transit, adrenaline, fantastic timing and pure luck. I feel like Ferris Buehler.

I have to say my favorite part of the journey took place around Rockefeller Center, where I ran smack into the gooey center of a full-on Saint Patrick's Day parade. Che casino! How can it be that I am from Boston, yet totally blanked on Saint Patrick's Day until the beer breath of hundreds of thousands of green-hatted drunken revelers on W51st and 5th Avenue smacked me upside the head?

New York was a craic; I'm still downloading my mental notes on the shows I was able to breeze through between bars. But until then, as a tribute to my favorite art school professor inspired adjective of all time, behold:

See if you can guess what it is (hint: it's not hot).

I can't speak for the rest of you out there in the world today, but here on my spit of land it's positively arctic. The gear-piercing chill makes me feel sorry for the many stray cats that run wild in this dockside neighborhood of Fox Point.

Still, the stray cats hold a few cards over poor "bear-face-down-in-the-gutter" here; such as: body heat, real fur, life force, and that crazy lady named Meredith (who provides cat food and speaks to them in a high-pitched voice).

Below: "Bear: Face Down In The Gutter" - Fox Point, Providence.

I was long overdue for a new cell phone last summer, and so it was especially fortituous when my final pick turned out to have a fantastic onboard camera, enabling me to easily capture special moments on the fly. An avid public commuter during my many years living and working in the cobbled and crooked city of Boston, my daily wanderings brought beautiful untold narratives with each firm footfall.

My favorite photo documentary project records lost and abandoned stuffies (softies). Always a sympathizer for the interior emotional lives of inanimate objects...I'm such a bleeding heart.

Below: "Butterfly" - Boylston Street, J.P. / "Kitty" - Providence Place Garage, Providence, RI