Tuesday, August 23, 2011


Day 3
So, first of all, the 8 ball was right, the outdoor room did not evolve. In fact, it devolved.

Somebody took Day 2's table. 

To be honest, I was pretty surprised to see it stand at all, today was garbage day. So now not only is this outdoor room delightfully bewildering, it is also sticking it to the (municipal) man.

Now, I will be going away for a while to a place without an internet connection. But fear not Treasure Hunters (ha!), I have the deputy on the case. It will be her first real foray into the art, and it will frankly make or break her status. She has been tasked with keeping an eye on the Outdoor Room, and getting a new picture (evolved or otherwise) every day it holds strong at its current position.

In my absence, I'd ask that you come by and add to this 'room'. Make it as comfy as possible.

At the bottom of the post there is a link called 'The Outdoor Room' this will show you on a map where you can find it. Don't be shy, and besides everyone has some useless Ikea crap in their house that is better suited for the street anyway.

Thank you in advance for your cooperation and zeal in this matter.
I'll be back.

Sunday, August 21, 2011

Early morning,

Saturday August 20, 2011. Stumbling walking home, I see this,

Day 1
Now, this picture was obviously not taken in the middle of the night, and if it had been, it would have been right blurry.

And to be honest, this wasn't even going to make the blog, the twitter (twitter.com/streettreasure) ehh, maybe. But likely it was to be relegated to the B-sides photo blog I'm working on. Yeah, that's it.

It wasn't until this morning that I realized that this... outdoor room, deserved a little more play.

Day 2

I'll keep you posted if this thing gets anymore elaborate.

I asked my Magic 8 Ball if it will, the 8 ball said 'Not likely'.

Those things are crap anyway.

Tuesday, August 16, 2011

Listen up Hipster!

Everyone gets over it.

Everyone stops identifying themselves as a sculptor/ezine editor/ street poet/cigarette roller.

Everyone leaves their killer downtown apartment and moves to the suburbs.


Even your beloved Robert Smith.

Thursday, August 11, 2011

Tuesday, August 9, 2011

Sunday, August 7, 2011

Stickin' it to the man.

After shaking their foundations a proper dose of reality, I went back to my apartment to plot my next thought attack on the current administration, maaaaaaan.

Oh, then I checked my Facebook and had a juice.

Saturday, August 6, 2011

Tuesday, August 2, 2011

August 2 2004

7 years ago today (after a 6 year break) Street Treasure is born!

First it giveth, then it taketh away.

In this case the 'it' is the Street.

It has giveth many treasures, and when it came time to taketh away, it chose a section of my arm.

Thank you Street. Now we're even.

Monday, August 1, 2011

Treasuresaurus Rex

My home girl SF went to Calgary, Alberta a little while ago. There she found steaks, a delicious Caesar and found this little massive gem.

25 metre dinosaur: If you don't think that's treasure, you might be in a coma.