January 2014 Articles
From my earliest memories, I looked forward to someday visiting New York City. I finally made it there this past summer. My camera went everywhere I did, documenting the experience in photos. These are the highlights.
This is my last set of NYC images, the leftover odds and ends. For whatever reason they didn't fit into a previous group, but I think they are worth sharing anyway.
We went to a Yankee game on our first night in the city. Sitting in the "cheap seats", we cheered for the game of baseball. The Yankee fans treated us well, appreciating our love of the game, regardless of our opinions of their team.
We even got our very own Derek Jeter Bobble Head dolls.
I waited patiently for the sun to set hoping it would paint the buildings orange. Just as the sun started down, the clouds rolled in. We only saw a fleeting few minutes of orange sky.
The rain came shortly after.
The New Yorker Hotel
The Apple Store
I'm not sure if this counts as iconic, but it looks like it should.
Girls just want to shop.
The view as we headed to Liberty Island
York Street Station with moving train.
Empire State Building
I love the graphic quality of the streets and buildings when viewed from above.
St. Patrick's Cathedral
I really didn't feel comfortable taking pictures inside of the Cathedral but I did it anyway, and I'm happy that I did.
These are the kinds of photographs I enjoy taking the most.
NYC is a huge, complex, busy place and it requires a wide angle view to capture a sense of the place and space. Being that it was my first visit, I mostly focused on the wide view, but photographed a few finer details too.
This is Sherman's Monument, Goddess of Victory, about to undergo badly needed restoration.
Inside of Central Park, the Bethesda Terrace Stairs are adorned with very detailed sandstone sculptures. Unfortunately the sandstone is very fragile and has not aged gracefully. If you look close, you can see where repairs have been made to the bird heads.
Central Park flower garden.
Salvation & Deliverance Church found in Harlem.
Hotel Theresa also found in Harlem. A hotel with my name on it, and spelled correctly. I had to take a picture of it.
We are all fans of the movie, The Big Lebowski, so finding this store in Greenwich Village was a real treat.
This may be one of the most popular street art murals in the city. It is title V-Jay Day in Times Square by the artist Kobra. The best place to view the mural is from the High Line Park.
Hogs & Hiefers bar is found in the Meat Packing district. Unfortunately we didn't make it inside, maybe next time.
Brownstone townhomes are some of the most desireable and expensive properties in the city. This red door was found in Greenwich Village. Whatever it costs to live there, I am sure that I can't afford it.
I really like this photo. Old apartments above store fronts and restaurants are common place, but can be missed when first taking in the city. I love how each window has a unique personality, like the people who live in the space behind them.
I probably couldn't afford to live in one of these apartments either.
Pedro's was the first building I noticed after walking across the Brooklyn Bridge. I absolutely love the mural, and wish I had photographed closer details of it.
There are over 8 million people living in New York City, mostly in apartments or condos without yards. Public parks are therefore an important necessity.
The parks are lush and colorful, with a power to transform the city landscape.
Washington Square Park
Washington Square Park was named after George Washington, and became a public park in 1827. Daily visitors include the rich, the poor, the homeless, NYU college students, tourists and everyone in between.
The High Line
The High Line is a fairly new park, with the first section opening in 2009. The second section opened in 2011 and the third and final section should open some time this year.
The entire park is built on abandoned freight rail line 30 feet above ground. The height and proximity to the surrounding buildings provide a unique perspective.
The walkways imitate the linear nature of railroads. Benches rise up from the slatted walkway and flower gardens grow through the crevices. In some locations, the rails are left in place, a not-so-subtle reminder of the past.
Art installations hang on the side of buildings, and mimic the materials, textures and colors from past and present construction.
The reflective panels create ever-changing abstractions.
Some reflective panels create a surprising and confusing illusion.
Another sculpture mimics the surrounding graffiti.
Lush gardens paint a beautiful foreground hiding the bustle on the street below.
Central Park is everything I imagined it would be, and even better.
I took all of these photos while walking through the park on a guided group tour.
We learned a lot about the park and its history.
A walking tour is a great way to see the park for the first time, but not really the best way to photograph it.
I hope to return someday with my camera, a tripod and lots of hours to just explore.
Now that I know there is a castle in the park, I'll definitely be returning here for some dramatic sunset shots.
I am not in my comfort zone photographing people. It feels too voyeristic. Though I enjoy meeting new people, especially those who are different than me, I am never interested in someone else's business unless they invite me into it.
New York is full of all varieties of peple, and I did try to capture a few of them. Mostly I photographed people from a comfortable distance where I could observe how they fit into their environment.
I found this woman casually talking on her phone in the High Line Park. I'm guessing she is a local who has spent hours here, perhaps most of them on the phone. I was very comfortable photographing her because she was completely unaware of me.
Seen in Greenwich Village.
I wasn't comfortable photographing this guy. I don't like the distrustful way he is looking back at me. I think he was heading out for a jog, but he's got the wrong kind of shorts on. Maybe he's a grad student at NYU studying Greek Philosophy, or Ancient Religions, or? I think his shirt says "Totally Straight".
Times Square is a completely different and unreal world, a carnival of costume characters and curious tourists. It reminds me a lot of Hollywood Blvd. Both places are good for people watching, but not much else.
We heard these four musicians in Central Park. Their sound was rich and beautiful, and transformed the space they sang in.
I wish I had recorded some sound.
These musicians create a completely different sound in Washington Square Park.
We witnessed this on the subway ride back to the city after a Yankee game. The "pole dancer" performed a not very good break dance act, presumably to make a few bucks.
I love everyone's expressions, especially the guy with the video camera. The suit wearing guy looks unimpressed though. Maybe he's seen this act a few too many times.
I love the diversity seen on the subway, but I just couldn't bring out my DSLR to photograph the people. This image was captured with the iPhone pano feature. I love how my iPhone allows me to take pictures where I would otherwise feel too insecure.
This is Larry. He cares for the pigeons in Washington Square Park. His rise from convicted murderer to bird lover is well documented online. Just google "Larry the Pigeon Guy from Washington Square Park".
There are plenty of characters in New York. I found this old guy shadow boxing in Central Park for personal fitness, not for tips. He was completely oblivious to being watched, but I still felt guilty taking his picture.
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New York City is colored golden yellow with spots like a Seurat painting.
There are so many taxis on the road that all other vehicles feel like visitors in a foreign land.
Even the buses feel out of place.
Cabs manuever their way through traffic, jockey for position...
and completely disregard what I consider to be a safe distance between moving vehicles.
It's taxi cabs versus pedestrians. I wonder how many times a day, on average, each cabby imagines running someone over?
We took several cab rides through town, and even one ride on a pedi cab. Our peddling driver was every bit as agressive as the auto cab drivers. He biked down the middle of the street, weaving in and out of the traffic as if to say, "you gas pedal cabbies are pussies".
Taxi cabs come in every make and model, but they all sport the same golden yellow paint, like a splash of sunshine on what can be a drab and dirty city. I imagine the streets with nothing but yellow cabs and think I would like the look.
Liberty Island suffered significant damage from Hurricane Sandy on October 29, 2012. The Island was closed for repairs until July 4th, 2013. We were fortunate enough to visit five days after the island reopened. Everything was clean, and polished, and looking brand new. Even the grass looked perfect. Lady Liberty shined in the morning sun, not showing a day of her 100 plus years.
The boat ride over to Liberty Island is a treat in itself. The view back towards Manhatten is spectacular, even with a little morning haze.
Seeing her for the first time was breathtaking. I wasn't in any big hurry to leave the boat because the view from the top deck was perfect. I love how the people on the dock look so small and give a sense of scale to just how big the Statue of Liberty is.
We walked around the island and I took pictures of her from every angle. I'm so glad I did because I couldn't truly appreciate all of her wonderful details until I got home and examined my photos. I especially love all the wrinkles and folds in her gown.
I waited patiently to get the spot for this direct front view photo. There was another tourist taking up the space and snapping photos for way too long. I wonder if he captured anything as nice as this one.
She looks magestic from every angle.
I love the textures in this back side view. I also love seeing heads of people standing on her base. Without seeing the people, it's impossible to imagine her size.
Proof that even the grass was perfect. I wonder how long that lasted.
I kept snapping pictures as we floated away, hoping some day that I can come back for another visit.