Visual Archive // In Search of the River King.

The old Smallpox Hospital on Roosevelt Island is a structure reclaimed in real time. Some distance away, the Pepsi-Cola sign glows. An artifact from another time that survived the future.

Between them: glass towers, oddly-shaped sculptures, and fenced-off gardens.

Lately, I’ve been thinking about a fairytale set along the East River. A snapshot of a god that shouldn't have been forgotten. Ancient enough to remember marshland and wait out real estate cycles with aplomb.

Maybe it keeps watch over abandoned hospitals. And maybe it loves neon.

For now, these are just scouting notes.