(Jan 24) The white, fluffy, doom approaches. No, it is not Mister Stay-Puft from Ghostbusters. (original filmed down by my office!)
Before:
Winter has thankfully been uneventful, thus far.
There has been no snow this season
My back still hurts from shoveling
(Mar 31) The end of March. April waits in the wings.
(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.
Midtown, Manhattan Bridge, Empire State and Chrysler Buildings. The top of the ESB is in the cloud cover.
The clouds were unfortunate, to say the least.
The new station. It is a big yawn, and no longer opens in a convenient spot (for me).
I do some version of this shot every time.
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.
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.
(June 26) Viza and I went to a presentation at the Marriott Marquis, and then afterward to cleanse ourselves of Times Square, we walked over to the High Line. I like the park, but it seems to me the view is more interesting than the park itself. I’m not sure if that’s what they intended or not.
You can still (barely) see the tracks
In 2010, it’s hard to imagine locomotives several stories overhead
New Jersey. You don’t want to go there. Nobody does.
I wonder what it costs to live in those apartments
While we were there, I counted dozens of cars, mostly cabs, running the stop sign.
The ExhibitionistStandard Hotel is built above the High Line and offers parkgoers a free peep show.
I took Billy out for frisbee. The sky was on fire.
June 18.