Anthony arrived at the Folly for his first visit three days later than he was scheduled to thanks to Jet Blue.
We biked to Palm Beach in a fairly kind wind.
A picture is worth a thousand words, in this case Worth Avenue's greedy grasp of Benjamins.
Sure the shopping district is among the prettiest in the United States
. . . but it bends decidedly mean Republican.
Still, you can't help but be impressed by the Breakers. It offers valet parking for bicyclists, believe it or not!
Anthony and I also visited Miami's Wynwood district which has seen phenomenal development since my first visit five years ago.
Condos, lots of condos, some painted to complement the street art, reflect the creeping gentrification of the neighborhood.
On the bright side, visitors now have many more inexpensive eating and photo options.
Wynwood Walls itself now requires paid admission. Families have displaced the Eurotrash and Instagrammers that formerly dominated.
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| Bordalo II |
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| David Coe |
Peter Tunney's work occupies a big chunk of real estate.
He's got a thing for chandeliers, too. I shot this one from underneath.
I love Shepard Fairey's work but I don't recognize the huckster in the cowboy hat. Do you?
Like the rest of us, the Dalai Lama is praying for peace in Ukraine. Prayers (or sanctions) just don't seem to be doing the trick with monster Putin.
Wynwood Walls owes a big debt to Andy. There's no shortage of Warholiana in the gift shop.
The Easter Bunny is a tagger!
You know a place has lost its edge when it starts attracting wedding parties. At least they weren't riding one of those obnoxious pubs on wheels.
The bride asked me to snap her and her maid of honor.
"Are we your fantasy?" asked the Bride Tribe. Not exactly, but neither Anthony nor I will ever forget our joyous encounter with them.
There's a color-saturated discovery around every corner
. . . in every parking lot.
. . . clothing store
. . . construction site
and hat store!
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