MAIN & BROADWAY — 2006

LLOYD DYKK 1945-2012
A friend who dies, it's something of you who dies.
-- Flaubert

MARY LEE — CIRCA 1950s

KITS POINT — JANUARY 2012

EMPTY RETAIL — JANUARY 2012

HELEN'S GRILL STUDY #1 — JANUARY 2012

SOUTH GRANVILLE — 2012

HORNBY STREET — 2011

You never know what the day will hold, especially when you try to discard it immediately into the garbage function, as I tried to do with a missive from Lululemon, you know, that bunch of creepily miliitant clothing shills who, in a colossal leap of credibility, have stooped to advocating Ayn Rand's Atlas Shrugged to push their wares.
Today I got a fulsome and definitely stupid promotion from Lululemon, saying that I could get into it for nothing, being from the media and everything. Apparently everybody else would have to pay?
I fired back, "This is a joke, right?" Within minutes I got this response from some petty functionary called Kristen or something, though her job description claimed a position far loftier than white trash gofer idiot. She said (note the sarcastic use of lower-case), "excuse me?" My response was, "It was a polite way of saying fuck off."
Kristen, a good and tactful company representative, fired back, memorably, "Get a life loser."
I replied, "Thanks but I have one. Get a job, loser."
I hoped Kristen Could read my best wishes and my auxiliary thoughts. Among which were, " Thanks for sharing your pr skills and your dreams of world domination, a dream predicated on No-iron Fortrel and not invading Poland again.
And so ended my dream of connubial bliss with Kristen, or whatever her name was.
— Lloyd Dykk

TIM THE MUTE AT THE DANDELION EMPORIUM ON MAIN — NOVEMBER 2011
BY BRITTA BACCHUS (HER BLOG CAN BE SEEN HERE)

LLOYD'S MEXICAN SAINT — NOVEMBER 2011

ROWAN AT OCCUPY SAN FRANCISCO — OCTOBER 2011
BY BRITTA BACCHUS. BRITTA'S BLOG CAN BE SEEN HERE

WELCOME TO SEARS LADIES WEAR
BERNIE LYON — 2011

WHAT? ME WORRY?

FIN — 2011

MAIN STREET

NAT BAILEY — CIRCA 2000
(please click to enlarge)

HURRY UP AND WAIT
For two days I tried to connect with Shaw to get a new password or some entry into a magical realm governed by the resident spirits of outsourcing hell. Estimated time waits were laughably approximate, "Two hours" routinely becoming four hours, and even that being no guarantee. It might be time for Shaw to consider hiring, and perhaps hiring people who speak English, since it seems that expecting people to keep on top of technology is already tough enough.
On my last fruitless attempt, I endured an hour or so of very bad music, on a loop, interrupted only by Shaw's advertisements for itself, and news that my call was important to Shaw, but the reading was, "Your call is of supreme unimportance to us because we happen to rule. Please continue to hold for the next available customer service representative, or for Godot, since an appearance by the latter is highly more likely in the grand scheme of things."
I listened until my ears bled. Swinging Shepherd Blues … I Could Have Danced All Night … Here Comes the Sun … Lara's Theme from Doctor Bloody Zhivago … The semiotics were that there was good news here, if only one just looked hard enough to find it. The good news was that these clips of very bad music in very bad arrangements were very short. The bad news was that because of their brevity, you'd be hearing them come around again all that much sooner.
Eventually, the phone rang. The accent was as unplaceable as it was indecipherable. The brief exchange led to nowhere, though the man on the other end was very pleasant as he asked me if there might be anyone else in the house who knew a little more about computers.
In turn I like to think I was quite pleasant when I asked if there might be someone in his house who had a perhaps firmer grasp on the rudiments of English, and if so to please put him on since I would love to talk to him.
— Lloyd Dykk

THE RECEPTIONISTS — AUGUST 2011
BY BRITTA BACCHUS
(Britta's blog can be seen here)

ZOMBIE WALK 2011 (or just some regular teens...)

BERNIE LYON — AUGUST 2011

THEATRE OF CRUELTY
(courtesy Hammler Schlemmer catalogue)

BERNIE LYON — 2011