Saturday, September 27, 2014
Wednesday, September 24, 2014
From a Distance
In the late Wednesday afternoon, the skies above the Avenue of the Americas were bleak and grey. But, in the distance... the majesty of Freedom Tower was visible and presented clear, strong, and filled me with bittersweet happiness.
Monday, September 22, 2014
RIP Lou
I was just thinking about you, and now you are gone.
And I will be thinking of you... always. Goodnight Lou, wherever you are...
Hey Lou? I will always remember those rides we took to the ferry in your yellow VW Beetle!
Woody Guthrie's New York
in the NYPost
Almanac House (a k a The Loft) 70 E. 12th Street
5 W. 101st St., between Central Park West and Manhattan Avenue
Hanover House Hotel 101 W. 43rd St. at Sixth Avenue
Marjorie Mazia’s apartment 148 W. 14th St., apt. 14
49 Murdock Court, apt. 1J,
Brighton Beach Brooklyn State Hospital 681 Clarkson Ave., between Troy Avenue and East 43rd Street, Flatbush
West 37th Street at the boardwalk, Coney Island:
"When Woody finally succumbed to Huntington’s disease in 1967, the family decided to scatter his ashes in the ocean where it met the beach on Coney Island. “This spot on the beach had been ours,” remembers Nora. “[It’s] where we built sandcastles with my dad. This is where we all learned to swim and rolled in the waves all those years ago. We felt that this should be my father’s final resting place, just down the block from our Mermaid Avenue home.”
Almanac House (a k a The Loft) 70 E. 12th Street
5 W. 101st St., between Central Park West and Manhattan Avenue
Hanover House Hotel 101 W. 43rd St. at Sixth Avenue
Marjorie Mazia’s apartment 148 W. 14th St., apt. 14
49 Murdock Court, apt. 1J,
Brighton Beach Brooklyn State Hospital 681 Clarkson Ave., between Troy Avenue and East 43rd Street, Flatbush
West 37th Street at the boardwalk, Coney Island:
"When Woody finally succumbed to Huntington’s disease in 1967, the family decided to scatter his ashes in the ocean where it met the beach on Coney Island. “This spot on the beach had been ours,” remembers Nora. “[It’s] where we built sandcastles with my dad. This is where we all learned to swim and rolled in the waves all those years ago. We felt that this should be my father’s final resting place, just down the block from our Mermaid Avenue home.”
It Was: Positively Eighth Street
A photo of West 8th Street taken many years ago is displayed in the large glass windows called "Positively Eighth Street." It is vintage 8th street.
I remember the Nedick's on the south side and the Whelan's on the north side. And as it so often goes, very little remains on the street that so many New Yorkers loved so long ago.
I remember the Nedick's on the south side and the Whelan's on the north side. And as it so often goes, very little remains on the street that so many New Yorkers loved so long ago.
I walked over to West 8th Street today and took photos of the photo mural. Please click on each panel to enlarge.
Thursday, September 18, 2014
Monday, September 15, 2014
Sunday, September 14, 2014
Joe Ficalora and the Bushwick Collective
Joe Ficalora, My Bushwick Art New York in the NYPost
Work by Case Maclaim and Pixel Pancho, 447 Troutman Street,
between St. Nicholas and Cypress Avenues
Work by Mike Makatron, 1850 Troutman Street, at Onderdonk Avenue
Work by Sexer, 454 Troutman Street, between St. Nicholas and Cypress Avenues
Work by Buff Monster, The Yok, Sheryo, Tristan Eaton, Nychos and L’Amour Supreme,
444 Jefferson Street, at Wyckoff Avenue
Work by Case Maclaim and Pixel Pancho, 447 Troutman Street,
between St. Nicholas and Cypress Avenues
Work by Mike Makatron, 1850 Troutman Street, at Onderdonk Avenue
Work by Sexer, 454 Troutman Street, between St. Nicholas and Cypress Avenues
But You Look Sweet Upon the Street
Yeah, right!
The bike riders in NYC continue to fly through red lights, go the wrong way on one way streets, ride on the sidewalk, and they do not obey the picture signals designated for the bike lanes on major avenues. Good grief!
Get a load of this fiasco a few years ago when a bike rider and a taxi cab collided on the Avenue of the Americas! Look at the frustrated guy in the blue shirt and dig the guy with the red backpack riding in the incorrect direction! Yikes, do you see the woman in the orange top and dark shorts stopping and joining the tangled chaos? Look at the pedestrians gawking at the scene!
It was a mass of confusion... but I had my camera and took great advantage of the photo op! Pass the Excedrins please, Jeeves!
The bike riders in NYC continue to fly through red lights, go the wrong way on one way streets, ride on the sidewalk, and they do not obey the picture signals designated for the bike lanes on major avenues. Good grief!
Get a load of this fiasco a few years ago when a bike rider and a taxi cab collided on the Avenue of the Americas! Look at the frustrated guy in the blue shirt and dig the guy with the red backpack riding in the incorrect direction! Yikes, do you see the woman in the orange top and dark shorts stopping and joining the tangled chaos? Look at the pedestrians gawking at the scene!
It was a mass of confusion... but I had my camera and took great advantage of the photo op! Pass the Excedrins please, Jeeves!
Saturday, September 13, 2014
Friday, September 12, 2014
Thursday, September 11, 2014
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