When the super big photographs began appearing to cover up new stores while they were being refurbished – I found it fascinating to juxtapose people walking by. This particular ad on Fifth Avenue – had one of the giants looking down, and I waited to try to catch the moment when giant looked at passerby.[…]
If it bleeds, it leads. Still true, I think. This seems particularly New York. Monday January 16 1995. Cloudy with rain. Yes, it was always a violent world with violent headlines.
When the train arrived, the two people on right helped the woman up, and onto the train. They may have been caring for her, I’m not sure what the whole situation was about. But she reminded me very much of my own grandmother.
New York Breakfast, 1993.
Morning light in NYC. I was going to call this under the Vanderbilt Overpass. Wasn’t really sure what the official name of the Vanderbilt bridge was…
All this shot needs is Thus Spoke Zarathustra playing in the background. You know, where the ape throws the bone up and it turns into a space station; or when the monoliths appear.
This chess table was soaking wet, after a quick spring shower. We make our lines in the sand and organize the universe, but in time chaos always returns. No chess pieces just nature’s game and wet leaves for pieces. The stone chess table(s) are in Carl Schurz Park.
From film, circa 1992. Flat tire on bicycle. I believe this was shot in Chelsea section of NYC. The feeling reminds me of New Wave (?) movies like The Bicycle Thief.