(Oct 17) As the tower rises, the sun was setting on NYLUG.
As some things rise, others must fall.
The Winter Garden was supposed to lead to renewal, instead,
For NYLUG, the end was very near.
(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.
(October 27) When I looked up, there was a rainbow.
By the time I got my camera out of my backpack and turned on… not so much.
I have provided this lifelike simulation to help you imagine it.
(November 12 & 15) I don’t think there had been any “unorganized” protest marches in this city since my arrival, but during the week of November 12 there were two.
The first was at night, in midtown Manhattan.
Three days later, there was another, this one downtown.
It sort of shut down Broadway.
I couldn’t tell how big this one was.
(September 11) This year, I had the same camera as last year, but in the end I decided to go take some photos again this year, and Viza was looking for an excuse to get out of the house, so he came along with me. In the third year I’ve been around to see the lights, I already know that the ideal forecast is party cloudy, and this year we were lucky.
Outside the fire station on Carroll & Bond
Viza and I wait for the subway
I literally heard this scene calling out to be photographed. Is that how it works for people with talent? I’ve always wondered.
Seven years later, there’s still a whole lotta nothing here
The sages of the World Trade Center speak to us