Monday, June 29, 2009

Across the River and Through the Woods







Rocking Groom.





Everyone in my wedding party will now also be required to rock Chucks.

Newark, NJ.
These images brought to you by Judith Filgueiras Weinberg.

Friday, June 26, 2009

Take Three





Freedom Tunnel, NYC.

Wednesday, June 17, 2009

LOOKing









In, around, and near Charlottesville, VA. Big ups to LOOK3 for the inspiration and Erica for being a turtletarian.

Amsterdam



59th Street Subway, NYC

Poaching





DUMBO, NYC

Whut?



Taken with B&W TriX. Figure that one out.

Garden State



Not self-promotion, but a great example of influence. Love this picture, but never would have seen it in a million years. Thank you, Erica. I'll be looking from now on.


Woodrow Wilson rest stop, New Jersey.

Handball







Something here, but I don't have it yet.
West 4th Street, NYC.

Tuesday, June 16, 2009

So It Goes



I found out today the woman on the left, Mary Beth Walton, has passed away. I met her for only a few minutes, and regret one of the only things I knew about her was that she was in poor health. She lived long enough to hold her granddaughter, and teach me why they call it a cycle of life - not of death.

''When a Tralfamadorian sees a corpse, all he thinks is that the dead person is in a bad condition in that particular moment, but that same person is just fine in plenty of other moments. Now, when I myself hear that somebody is dead, I simply shrug and say what the Tralfamadorians say about dead people, which is 'So it goes'.''
-Kurt Vonnegut, Slaughterhouse Five

Thursday, June 4, 2009

More Windemere







Lascelle, Smiler In The Face Of Adversity.
Hell's Kitchen, NYC.

Monday, June 1, 2009

The Windemere







Lascelle Wright surveys what's left of the apartment he called home for nearly 30 years. What's left isn't much - some moldy clothes, waterlogged books, an old Rolling Stones Hot Rocks record that might have once conjured Keith and Mick from the room's dead air, but not now. Anything of value was looted after Lascelle was forced to leave the building with the rest of the remaining tenants in 2007 due to the structural degradation allowed by the previous owners. The building, known since 1871 as The Windemere, played an important role in the development of New York City, rose, fell, and rose again with the Hell's Kitchen neighborhood around it, and at one time was at the epicenter of the New Woman Movement. Now, despite being designated as a Landmark Building by the city, its sits gutted and desecrated by the forces of greed, its beating hearts long since exiled. There were only seven left at the end: one still and silent, one claimed by the ravages of Alzheimer's, three spread by the winds that whip through these streets, Lascelle and one other returned. A new owner means a new chapter for the Windemere, and the close of 30 years of neglect and abuse for Lascelle and the other tenants.