(Oct 16) Pete took us to Central Park. I tried to shoot video. The camera has a feature which caused me to inadvertently snap ten stills. I uploaded them all because I thought the collection was “interesting”. Without further comment, here’s a few.
(Sep 29) I went on a small tour of the past.
The natural place to start.
The willow has seen better days
To me, Billy’s field.
The fruit of something
Its sibling, post squirrel.
Some things however, are little changed.
(Sep 17) I left Port Jefferson for the second time in November 2010. I returned to the same exact location September 15, 2011. Moving is becoming a ceaseless process. Upon my return, it becomes clear quickly that I won’t be staying long either.
It’s nice to be back in a familiar place. The Spanish part of uptown continues to grow, while “Antique Alley” holds steady.
You did realize Lava Lamp is a brand name, right?
Uptown’s getting a little rough though. One of Pete’s workers was nearly beaten to death in a robbery right near here.
Back downtown, past the power plant
Barnum Ave, firehouse in the distance down the side street.
(Sep 11) It is past 9 PM on a Sunday night. I head into the city with the ubercamera for a familiar journey. I really don’t know much about how to use the camera still at this point (and still don’t), but I got some good results. Again, this may be the last time they do The Lights, and the neighbors must absolutely hate the installation. So, although I have to move in a couple of days, I get on the train.
Brooklyn Bridge, 1:15 AM. That brightness in the distance turned out to be The Tribute In Light.
Not only did the clouds defile the view, so did the contractor working on the bridge.
Despite these unfortunate circumstances, the ubercamera remained uber.
Oh how far my new camera has come from the others.
At this point, I still wasn’t quite sure they were even on.
A look around… Downtown.
Midtown, Manhattan Bridge, Empire State and Chrysler Buildings. The top of the ESB is in the cloud cover.
There it is.
The clouds were unfortunate, to say the least.
Tributes to the dead.
The new station. It is a big yawn, and no longer opens in a convenient spot (for me).
I wonder what that’s lit for.
I do some version of this shot every time.
Phaser attack?
This was the only decent shot out of a dozen in this same spot, which I’ve used in the past.
One more “it looks like it’s coming from the building” shot.
This one really is coming from the top of the building. This is the parking garage the installation sits atop.
The Lights are not actually at the World Trade Center. There, down the block, is the new One World Trade Center.
Up close, and personal.
I don’t like this shot so much, but it is the last one I took for the evening, and thus possibly the last one I’ll take of the Tribute In Light.
(Sep 8 ) Ran back to Cordwood Landing Park one last time for twilight photos.
The portal within the park
Connecticut
The water crashing onto the beach always reminds me of Billy now. It frightened him as a puppy.
Blurry ferns suggest it was breezy
I confused an earlier photo with this one. This is the one where you couldn’t see the people fishing.
