(August 15) I met Tony at the Union Square farmer’s market to look at tomatoes. The mission was specifically about tomatoes, but also any other sort of business built around nature’s bounties.
There were a fair amount of tomatoes here, but none you’d call a bargain.
Other ideas came to mind as well.
I’d been thinking about this myself.
This seemed out of place somehow.
On sight, I thought “That’s gotta be a Gehry”, and indeed it is. I was unaware of either the building or who IAC was. Sorry Barry.
Looking out across the Hudson River
Functional public art. Have a seat next to Tony.
(May 26) I stepped out of the subway, looked around, and this is what I found.
Of course when he said those things, he wasn’t President of the USA.
(May 26) I got off the 1 at the Christopher Street, Sheridan Square station. The rule I’ve been working from is to stop and photograph whatever public art I find in the station, whether it’s a planned stop or not.
(May 16) Going places, going places I didn’t intend to go, and going more places still.
I didn’t hear the announcement that my R was going to go express to 36th. Fortunately there were mosaics I hadn’t seen before at the end of the proverbial and literal tunnel.
These appear to be subway scenes from the 1940’s. I didn’t see a placard.
Then after picking up my notebook, it was back into Manhattan to the West Village heading for the library. Unfortunately I rode the subway and not the Ducati.
Took the F back through Carroll Gardens.
Then out to Port Jefferson the next day to witness the winding down of a 40 year business.
The next day on Union St., the strange sign had changed.
(October 31) After long last, I finally made it to the NYC Halloween Parade. Another disappointing trip into the darkness with my camera. It’s really the flash that kills me I think, since I get decent shots when other people’s flashes are lighting things up.
As I waited for the connecting subway, I saw the Grim Reaper.
(Blurry, but that’s the shot I got.)
It moves along pretty quickly once it starts, all things considered.
It’s not Halloween without ghosts.
To be in this parade, you just show up, in costume.
And I got to see Levi Johnston and Bristol Palin.
These guys were a little bananas.