The large sculpture on the right edge of the photo was a recognizable landmark for those of us living in NYC in the 1980s and 90s. It was south of Houston (SoHo), approaching Broadway from the west. Girders appear to be jutting out of the side of a building. I didn’t realize it was actually […]
I dreamed old people were walking along, each with shoes that were attached to halves of a giant square. I thought, in my sleeping mind, that these old folks needed their own private space and the special shoes were the means to that end. After making the picture below, I thought about that famous sculpture […]
I can’t resist bright shiny things. Bright yellow things will do just as well, however. I could not resist taking a snapshot of this wonderful fire hydrant. I’m sure it was designed to attract attention of the fire department should they need a standpipe.
During my walks around New York in the late 1980s and 1990s I saw many interesting things. I frequently walked south on Broadway to an important dividing line: Houston Street (pronounced How-stun). It divides South of Houston (SoHo) from North of Houston (NoHo). I don’t know how many times I looked south from the northern corner […]
The photo below is one of many that I took one day at the Museum of Modern Art’s Sculpture Garden, in New York City in the late 1980s. At the time most of the statues were covered in plastic sheets. I believe they were draped to protect them from errant dust of the renovation in the works […]
Today’s watercolor experiment: I’ve been finding a lot of pictures of 1990s NYC graffiti in the archives of photographs I took while I lived there. The photograph below might be a newsstand or other kind of sales kiosk. It is hard to tell, since it is closed and padlocked. So, I call it my graffiti box. Today’s […]
I started preparing for today’s blog by looking up the history of still lifes (which is where I learned that the plural of still life is not still lives). I was going to take a break from hands for a while, but as I was looking through some of my old art bulletins. I came across […]