A Vespa sunning itself on the Scarborough
esplanade will have a lot in common with one standing guard outside a Brooklyn
stoop. They’ll have a similar shape and
stance, and the same oddly animate quality.
But there’ll also be distinctive differences
– in the surrounding forms and colours and the quality of the light, and in the
company they keep and the personalities they hint at.
Scooters and old cars can be like found
objects - artifacts of time and place that take on the character of what’s
around them and who owns them.
Brisbane and New York – the same but
Sunny Vulture street.
I've learned that chap with dog is Warwick (outside a different record shop to his own).