p s e u d o r e a l

Better Than Real Because It's Not.


Tuesday December 10th 2013, 12:44 pm
Filed under: General

(Oct 20) If you knew me, you’d think I’d have been here already, or that I’d have gone with Viza. You’d be wrong on both counts. On this particular Sunday afternoon though, I went to the NYC Transit Museum with Preed.

and pressurization
It starts with the story of digging

the bewheeled barrow
Preed tried his hand at manual labor

oh there he is!
Today’s Game: “Where’s Tesla?”

Brooklyn Trucking Express
Whatever it is, do it.

it's just like in the movies!
I’ve never actually seen one of these for reals before

stupidly ironic
Stupid people? Ironic? Perhaps just well-trained.

which apparently used the same business model as prostitutes
Trolleys!

already overdue
More irony. But so very MTA.

can you spell 'manipulation', boys and girls?
Wrigley’s spells an ad that wouldn’t pass standards and practices today

you probably got stuck *to* them
It’s amazing how long they stuck with wicker seats

fire! fire!
Another era, for sure

toll-takers
Paul seemed deeply interested in these


Wednesday March 21st 2012, 8:12 pm
Filed under: General

(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.

the journey begins
Brooklyn Bridge, 1:15 AM. That brightness in the distance turned out to be The Tribute In Light.

bastards
Not only did the clouds defile the view, so did the contractor working on the bridge.

aimed in the direction of the statue of liberty
Despite these unfortunate circumstances, the ubercamera remained uber.

the lady herself
Oh how far my new camera has come from the others.

but there in the distance
At this point, I still wasn’t quite sure they were even on.

southwest
A look around… Downtown.

northwest
Midtown, Manhattan Bridge, Empire State and Chrysler Buildings. The top of the ESB is in the cloud cover.

for reals
There it is.

obscuration. didn't know it was a real word until i looked it up.
The clouds were unfortunate, to say the least.

imo, more meaningful than the official tributes
Tributes to the dead.

and the area creepily touristy about nine-eleveny
The new station. It is a big yawn, and no longer opens in a convenient spot (for me).

everything is for a reason
I wonder what that’s lit for.

maybe in this same location?
I do some version of this shot every time.

looks like smoke, right?
Phaser attack?

trinity church
This was the only decent shot out of a dozen in this same spot, which I’ve used in the past.

almost there now
One more “it looks like it’s coming from the building” shot.

the source
This one really is coming from the top of the building. This is the parking garage the installation sits atop.

the embarrassing 'freedom tower' is the name no more
The Lights are not actually at the World Trade Center. There, down the block, is the new One World Trade Center.

they're kind of awesome up close
Up close, and personal.

i took about 300 photos
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.


Thursday May 27th 2010, 6:19 am
Filed under: General

I dropped in on Lindsay for a quick visit. She asked how Larry is, and who knows him as Viza.

luigi
Poor Lindsay moves so often, I can’t keep track of which stop to get off at. Unfortunately, this wasn’t it.


Tuesday March 09th 2010, 12:09 am
Filed under: General

One last trip into the city in January on the 21st, and hung out with Viza.

sheepshead bay
I saw no sheepsheads. I saw no sheeps. I thought sheeps wasn’t a word. I was wrong.


Thursday January 21st 2010, 1:15 am
Filed under: General

I left Brooklyn early in the morning on November 9, pushing my granny cart with my mop, bucket, and various items up and down the subway stairs, through Williamsburg, and back to the LIRR, before pushing it another mile down the road to my new location. It was a difficult end to my four years in Gowanus.

bedroom
I cleared out from one end to the other.

living room
I’m going to miss this place. There’s a lot of good memories associated with it.

kitchen
Ladies and gentlemen, I have left the building.