Community ... can it be defined?

Urban Paradoxes wants to hear your thoughts on, and examples of, community. We will be posting them after July 15 at Urban Paradoxes: Community.

Please go to link to Flaneur at www.urbanparadoxes.com/flaneur.html, read the blog and then send us your thoughts.

If you would, please pass this bulletin on to your Tribe and other networking fiends. The more voices, the better.


Thanks


[Instructions for submissions can be found at Flaneur]

Frank

Shakespeare and the Urban Experience

What does Shakespeare have to do with the urban experience? You might be surprised. New blog posted at www.urbanparadoxes.com/flaneur.html

Comments always appreciated

"PD James, Blake, Celtic Spirituality, and The Soul of The City

A brand new essay on the soul of the city at www.urbanparadoxes.com/flaneur.html

And a review of PRIVATELY OWNED PUBLIC SPACE (Jerold S. Kayden) at www.urbanparadoxes.com/review.html

Two new photo blogs: People Watching & Bus Stop

To view "People Watching" please link to www.urbanparadoxes.com/flaneur.html

To view "Bus Stop" please link to www.urbanparadoxes.com/Bus_Stop.htm

1 Picture Equals 1000 Words - New Directions

I have decided to refocus my direction 100% to documenting the urban experience through photography and videography. More about my new direction at www.urbanparadoxes.com/citytalk.html.

As a child my city neighborhood was a mysterious playground ...

As a child my city neighborhood was a mysterious playground full of shadowy, beckoning adventures. "The Hollow" with its monkey vine infested woods and minnow stream, the small dark, woody spur of Leakin Park inhabited no doubt by child-stealers, and, of course, the prerequisite witch who lived at the end of my block.

The mystery, however, was not limited to my neighborhood alone. Given the freedom to ride streetcars and explore the city, the mystery of Baltimore's many neighborhoods, each unique, laid before me to be discovered. "The Avenue," Pennsylvania Avenue; imagine the delights available to a white boy exploring this world-renown Baltimore neighborhood of Black culture. The crowded wharves of Fells Point, the melon-boats unloading produce from the Eastern Shore and points south, the banana boats from South America, passenger packets, too, heading to exotic ports, or the foot of Fleet full of boats carrying spices and coffee beans from around the world, just across the harbor from the sugar factory unloading sugar cane from Cuba and the Dominican Republic. more: www.urbanparadoxes.com/child.htm