I’m not sure when Brooklyn Day is exactly, but I took many photos at the 1990 Brooklyn Day celebration. I think my Aunt Harriet lived on Eastern Parkway, which is right off Grand Army Plaza. The arch at Grand Army Plaza is shown in the photo below.
In 1990 I experimented with double exposures, using my 35mm film camera. After taking an entire roll of pictures, I cranked the film back into its canister, leaving enough of the film protruding so I could re-load it. I had some idea of the sequence of pictures I took during the first pass of the film. […]
Imagine a world in which signs are obeyed. My photo below is a glimpse of such a world. The graffiti artist as well as would-be bill posters left the wall un-besmirched on this artfully-constructed wall. I guess the artist felt free to express him/herself on the federally-owned post office relay boxes. Or maybe I just got […]
It is getting harder and harder to read the news. I’m glad I’m old. This NYC graffiti from the 1990s is an apt comment on the state of affairs today.
I took this photograph in Brooklyn somewhere. I like normally-exposed images as a rule but there is something about the arrangement of signage and the surrounding detritus that meshes with the underexposure of this image of a hidden corner of Brooklyn.
I took this shot many years ago. Usually, I recognize my own photos immediately. In this case however I was disoriented by the shapes of the entangled shadows. I must have been concentrating on the pedestrians who were blocking the light. I love photos that have more than one thing to say.
I don’t remember where I was in NYC when I took the photo below. I used to roam all over the place looking for interesting things. I think this would have worked in black and white as well, but color adds a new dimension. The color image of this refuse staging area is the only portrayal […]
One of my hopes as a street photographer was to emulate the work of early photographers such as Walker Evans, in capturing enigmatic faces of subway riders. Most of my photos connected with this effort were blurry because I had to be nonchalant about snapping the shutter. I didn’t look through the viewfinder and, back in […]
Yesterday I mentioned that subways below ground are devoid of color, while above ground, the full visible spectrum dominates. I’m not certain whether my photo below is the exception to this rule or if all of Brooklyn is black and white.
The underground world of New York City’s subways is black and white. Even though my sample size is small (based on my photographs of the past two days: Underground at Union Square, The Other Side), I am sure this is a fact. However, entryways to this twilight world can be very colorful indeed.
