It was a funny realization. Waiting on the platform for the subway was uncomfortably warm. Looking about, I could see various degrees of personal melting. The train arrived and upon boarding, I stuck my arm out with flat hand open to grab onto the pole before the train jerked forward. No space for my hand. …
Monthly Archives: June 2012
Hair
Hair on the floor, under the seat of a subway car at 11 pm. Not a lot, a nice curved six inch pony tail ball in a lovely muted red color. We had boarded the ‘A’ train at the beginning of the run at 207th, and didn’t notice is at first. While chatting, at around …
Just a Job
On the right hand side of the building, about mid-way up, you see something. Not quite distinguishable. It is a couple of window washers doing their job.
Last Night
This is how one of the streets in the Village looked last evening. Mid June.
One of the Least of Us
Stepping off the curb, mid block, with peonies in hand I glanced down. Two eyes were looking up at me. Startled. Me, not it. A lone pigeon, tight up against the curb, between a BMV and a Lexus. At first I just stood there looking down. Knowing I had to do something, hoping it wouldn’t …
More Theatre Interiors
A splendid example of more artistry on the left. On the right, the construction of the entire seating area is all plywood and the seat cushions are thin and serve the purpose of designating the ticket seating number. This entire seating arrangement sets the scene for a play that is a metaphorical cock fight.
Mice, Rats
It is a curious moment, standing on the edge of the platform, watching the lone mouse scurry between the tracks. In some stations it is the rats. The most amusing moment was at the 14th street station, and the rat was on the platform with the folk. He kept heading toward one man, who put …
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Theatre Interiors
The older theatres around midtown, Broadway, Times Square have beautiful interiors that have been refurbished or saved. Because there is not always a lot of time prior to the performance, some of these photos are marginal at best.
The Sounds of the City..
as heard out my window. Softly, the birds twittering in the trees, then the bark of the dog, tied by his leash to the french around the tree at the curb. Later in the morning, the wail of the ambulance forcing a path through the traffic. As the day wears on, the drone of the …