It’s February, it must be Dorkbot. It appears that Valentine’s Day is on-deck.
The Linuxization of the Gadgetry
(November 23) In what is likely to be the last expedition for November, I headed from the Tree Huts in Madison Square Park to the Roosevelt Island Tram terminal to see Dylan Mortimer’s Prayer Booths. I got there just in time not to see them assembled, which was a bummer in that I saw one of them enough that I’m not likely to spend the time and money to go back. Allow me to say once again, that I despise Standard Time.
These, are the sorry excuses (kiosks) for what passes for a phone booth these days.
Above, are from our local telephone monster, Verizon.
This, would be most of a Prayer Booth. Apparently he takes them in at night, possibly due to the graffitti.
Although to be honest, the graffitti stain adds an authenticity to the Prayer Booths that would have been otherwise absent given nothing else around here is free from some kind of …. urban weathering.
In keeping with my previous Astroland theme, I probably won’t go back to see them in an assembled condition, but now that I’ve said that,….
As of now, for the first time in months, there’s nothing left in the queue here.
(October 31) The mission on this day was as follows: Tree Huts, Banksy, Parade. Things didn’t work out so well on any of the three counts; light and timing were the lessons of the day. Though there were people inside looking at paperwork and eating real food, Banksy’s Village Pet Store & Charcoal Grill closed eariler than was reported by the press and all I got was a glimpse through the windows.
Oddly enough, I suppose I didn’t really miss too much, it’s a small store.
I could see more than I could realistically photograph through the windows.
These things breed like rats, there’s as many cameras as rodents in this city.
… the same ones that ten thousand other people took.
The world. Do Not Touch!
Outside Wells Fargo.
I’ve never seen anything like this before.
A Keith Haring sculpture. I felt like I was back in New York City.
Maybe I am back in New York.
Seriously. San Francisco or New York City?
There seems to be a lot of public art about the place.
Ironically, shortly after my return, I passed this place on Lexington Ave. in Manhattan NY.