Gavin Snider
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Get up and draw the things you believe in.
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They pose for pictures and look up at the celestial ceiling.
“There’s the crab. There are the twins.”
“These are shapes they made from all the stars in the sky.”
“They blacked out those windows for air raids during World War II.”
“This must be one of the biggest train stations in the world.”
“There’s the crab. There are the twins.”
“These are shapes they made from all the stars in the sky.”
“They blacked out those windows for air raids during World War II.”
“This must be one of the biggest train stations in the world.”
June 29, 2025 at 1:40 PM
They pose for pictures and look up at the celestial ceiling.
“There’s the crab. There are the twins.”
“These are shapes they made from all the stars in the sky.”
“They blacked out those windows for air raids during World War II.”
“This must be one of the biggest train stations in the world.”
“There’s the crab. There are the twins.”
“These are shapes they made from all the stars in the sky.”
“They blacked out those windows for air raids during World War II.”
“This must be one of the biggest train stations in the world.”
I walked back through the park, descended down into the subway, boarded the train, sat down and started to write about my experience. A guy with a violin boarded at the next stop. He immediately broke into Greensleeves. Alright, maybe I’ll never be released.
April 21, 2025 at 4:33 PM
I walked back through the park, descended down into the subway, boarded the train, sat down and started to write about my experience. A guy with a violin boarded at the next stop. He immediately broke into Greensleeves. Alright, maybe I’ll never be released.
Eventually the music man moved on, and we were saved by a power trio on the shore of The Lake playing a perfect, jammy rendition of I Shall Be Released, close harmonies, tight rhythm, melodic guitar solos. “Any way now…any day now. I shall be released.”
April 21, 2025 at 4:33 PM
Eventually the music man moved on, and we were saved by a power trio on the shore of The Lake playing a perfect, jammy rendition of I Shall Be Released, close harmonies, tight rhythm, melodic guitar solos. “Any way now…any day now. I shall be released.”
A playlist repeated on someone’s speaker for an hour or so, lite piano versions of the world’s most saccharine songs, Hallelujah, Can You Feel the Love Tonight, and Greensleeves, fine by me, but woefully out of season.
April 21, 2025 at 4:33 PM
A playlist repeated on someone’s speaker for an hour or so, lite piano versions of the world’s most saccharine songs, Hallelujah, Can You Feel the Love Tonight, and Greensleeves, fine by me, but woefully out of season.
Bow Bridge was an endless stream of people. Couples posed for engagement photos, or stopped to look out on the lake. Cheers erupted for a successful proposal.
Another couple engaged on the spot.
A girl climbed the railing to peer into the stone flowerpot. “Any eggs up here?”
Another couple engaged on the spot.
A girl climbed the railing to peer into the stone flowerpot. “Any eggs up here?”
April 21, 2025 at 4:33 PM
Bow Bridge was an endless stream of people. Couples posed for engagement photos, or stopped to look out on the lake. Cheers erupted for a successful proposal.
Another couple engaged on the spot.
A girl climbed the railing to peer into the stone flowerpot. “Any eggs up here?”
Another couple engaged on the spot.
A girl climbed the railing to peer into the stone flowerpot. “Any eggs up here?”
Well, it was a hard subject, the light changing, rowboats drifting, trees a mix of buds, bare branches, and the first leaves of the season. I worked it and overworked it and gave a shout of excitement when the sun came around and cast shadows on the curving steel span.
April 21, 2025 at 4:33 PM
Well, it was a hard subject, the light changing, rowboats drifting, trees a mix of buds, bare branches, and the first leaves of the season. I worked it and overworked it and gave a shout of excitement when the sun came around and cast shadows on the curving steel span.
A few people stopped to talk as I painted.
"There it is. Get your angle."
"We'll check back in an hour. Better reward yourself with a beer after."
"There it is. Get your angle."
"We'll check back in an hour. Better reward yourself with a beer after."
April 2, 2025 at 1:15 PM
A few people stopped to talk as I painted.
"There it is. Get your angle."
"We'll check back in an hour. Better reward yourself with a beer after."
"There it is. Get your angle."
"We'll check back in an hour. Better reward yourself with a beer after."
"This is an awesome bar. It’s got an awesome back patio and it’s great and everything’s awesome."
A woman scolded her barking dachshund. "Come on Frank be nice. You’re acting like a puppy."
A woman scolded her barking dachshund. "Come on Frank be nice. You’re acting like a puppy."
April 2, 2025 at 1:15 PM
"This is an awesome bar. It’s got an awesome back patio and it’s great and everything’s awesome."
A woman scolded her barking dachshund. "Come on Frank be nice. You’re acting like a puppy."
A woman scolded her barking dachshund. "Come on Frank be nice. You’re acting like a puppy."
I could feel the sea air, cool at my back. A steady stream of cars and Citibikes bumped down the cobblestones of Conover Street. I listened to the conversations of people passing by.
"By the water the air just smells better."
"It’s just one of those places. People like it, you know."
"By the water the air just smells better."
"It’s just one of those places. People like it, you know."
April 2, 2025 at 1:15 PM
I could feel the sea air, cool at my back. A steady stream of cars and Citibikes bumped down the cobblestones of Conover Street. I listened to the conversations of people passing by.
"By the water the air just smells better."
"It’s just one of those places. People like it, you know."
"By the water the air just smells better."
"It’s just one of those places. People like it, you know."