Inside—Outside

—the hallway of an old school —now resurrected as a space for artist's studios

I think these are still working—

The answer to the question, Am I my brother's keeper? must always be No! I am my brother's brother. — Dr. Paul Klapper

" In 1867 Charles Feltman owned a pie-wagon that delivered his freshly baked pies to the inns and lager-beer saloons that lined Coney Island's beaches. His clients also wanted hot sandwiches to serve to their customers. But his wagon was small and he knew that it would be hard to manage making a variety of sandwiches in a confined space. He thought that perhaps something simple like a hot sausage served on a roll might be the solution. He presented his problem to Donovan, the wheel-wright on East New York and Howard Street in Brooklyn, who had built his pie-wagon. The man saw no problem in building a tin-lined chest to keep the rolls fresh and rigging a small charcoal stove inside to boil sausages.

When the wheel-wright finished the installation they fired up the stove for a test run. Donovan thought that the sausage sandwich was a strange idea but he was willing to try it as Feltman boiled the succulent pork sausage and placed between a roll. The wheel-wright tasted the it and liked it. Thus the hot-dog was born."

My idea is that there is music in the air, music all around us; the world is full of it, and you simply take as much as you require. —Edward Elgar

“Individually, we are one drop. Together, we are an ocean.”

—Ryunosuke Satoro